Eryona Writes! Copyright (c) 2024

THE STILLNESS OF YOU You are my anchor. You keep me from drifting. Our bond is so strong. Your mere presence, uplifting. The stillest of waters, Can run dangerously deep. Yet you quiet my soul, When my heart wants to weep. You are my safe harbor . When my mind's storm runs asunder. Always calming my spirit, When it's pounded by thunder. When shadows grow heavy, You help me to see… That serenity's not found. It’s created in me. You steady my course, When I start to sway. You remind me of light, When skies turn to gray. Through each crashing wave, You have anchored me true. Now my heart's found its peace... In the  stillness of you . Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 11.14.2025

  The Weight of Guilt The clock is ticking on the wall. I said I’d catch you when you fall. But I was late and so you fell. And now I’m left an empty shell. The weight of guilt, it feels so strong. My mind consumed by what went wrong. And what you did, it’s hard to believe. I feel your loss and cannot breathe. I failed my friend and I can’t rescind. I try to feel you on the wind. But I guess that you are really gone. And that your spirit has moved on. In the mirror I see your face. And I hope you’re wrapped in heaven’s grace. All I know is I miss my friend. I hope one day my heart will mend. But for now I live in pain. The way you left is so insane. I cry out to you on fallen knees. But you don’t respond to my tortured pleas. Yet every time I shed a tear. I like to think you might be near. But the clock still ticks upon the wall. Reminding me I missed your call. And when I hear your laughter on the breeze. I think it helps in small degrees. I hope one day to forgive myself. For not...

Canva AI IMage By Your Side You got some bad news. Let me hold your hand. No matter what, By your side I will stand. I want you to know, That I’m here for you. Together, we’ve got this. We’ll get you through. We’re wading through waves. In an ocean, so deep. But I’ll stay by your side. That’s the promise I’ll keep. I won’t turn my back. I won’t walk away. No matter what happens, I’ll never stray. You got some bad news. Your heart's feeling broken. So I hold you close. And no words are spoken. If I could only, Make you finally see. You’ve found a best friend. You get all of me. I’ll always be here. We’re bonded for life. No matter the problem. No matter the strife. So you got some bad news. But I’m by your side. I’ve wiped away all, The tears you have cried. I’ll do my best, To help you stay strong. I’ll work on a strategy, To fix what went wrong. But together we’ll make it. I solemnly swear. For we’re stronger together. In this love that we share. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Du...

Anxiety’s Grip As anxiety's heavy fog descends, A weight that presses, never ends. It builds and swirls, a churning sea, Until the storm breaks, and I'm lost in me. The calm before, a fragile peace, A whispered promise, "It won't release." But tension coils, a tightening spring, The anticipation, a heart that clings. The world outside recedes from view, As inner turmoil takes its cue. The thoughts that swirl, a maddening pace, A discordant hum, in a troubled place. In this chaos, I search for a shore, A place to anchor, and be still once more. But like a ship in a tempest-tossed night, I'm driven by waves, without a guiding light. The attack arrives, a crushing weight, A suffocating grip, a desperate fate. The breath that falters, the heart that races, A mind that's lost, in frantic, fearful places. But slowly, gradually, the storm subsides, The waves recede, and I step outside. The weight lifts, and I breathe once more, A fragile calm, on shaky ground I s...

Shadows of the past Your inner child carries scars that never fade, A weight that presses down, a burden to be made. In life and love, you search for a gentle hand, But every touch feels fleeting, lost in the sand. You yearn for love, for someone to see, The real you, beyond the walls you've built to be. But no matter how you give, no matter how you try, It's never enough, and tears fall, wondering why. Heartbreak echoes, a shattered soul's refrain, Your world upside down, consumed by pain. You claw your way back, through darkness and despair, A never-ending battle, with no one there to care. Nice people get taken, their kindness exploited and worn, Left alone with thoughts that fester and scorn. Fear of love again, fear of trust, a heart locked away, Afraid to let someone in, afraid of the price you'd pay. In the well of life, you're lost and alone, Forever searching for a way back home. Your heart, a fragile thing, shattered and worn, Longing for love, but afraid ...

"Masks and Mirrors"   Behind the façade of a functioning life, A storm rages, a war that cuts like a knife. Overthinking, a maze with no escape, A mind that dissects each thought, each ache. In the mirror, a reflection stares, A stranger's eyes, with shadows that glare. The weight of emotions, a burden to bear, A heart that beats, yet feels like stone, with care. The world outside moves, unaware, Of the battles fought, the tears that fall like rain. But in the silence, I scream, I cry, A voice that's muffled, lost in the haze of my mind. In this darkness, I search for a light, A beacon to guide me through the endless night. A glimmer of hope, a chance to break free, From the chains of thoughts that bind me. My surroundings mirror my inner state, A room once tidy, now cluttered and late. The weight of my body, heavy as lead, My mind a whirlwind, my thoughts unsaid. In relationships, a delicate dance, A balance between truth and a masked trance. I yearn for connection, ...

  Canva AI Image You Are Sublime I want you to fly! I want you to soar! I want you to realize, You are worth fighting for! You need to remember, Through all of your days. That when God gave out brightness, He set yours to blaze. You are a beacon of light. You help strengthen others. Always uplifting. The best of all mothers. When shadows come calling, Remember your shine. And what was tough one day, The next will be fine. I want you to soar! I want you to fly! Your wings always pointing, Straight up to the sky! Life might be hard. But not all the time! You need only realize, That you are sublime! Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 5.20.2025

Please my love Do not just kiss me goodnight Kiss me all through the night For when the darkness comes that's when I need you the most. Original Poetry Written By JT Cartwright Copyright (c) 2025 Published By Eryn Dunbar

  Canva AI Image I Saved My Soul You stole my heart You fucking thief I don’t know how To end my grief I’m feeling lost I’m not myself You’ve really fucked My mental health I tried so hard To make you see That I am layered There’s more to me But all you saw Was my face You tried to steal My inner grace So I up and left I walked away I remember it rained On that day Now I’m free And I’ll soon be whole For by leaving you I saved my soul Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 4.25.2025

This was inspired by and written for my dear friend Tim Campbell. Thank you for everything, Tim! ♥️ Canva AI Image Confidence Where is my confidence? I can only find doubt. Never seems to matter, What it’s about. Always second guessing. Can’t make up my mind. And when I finally choose, I always try to hit rewind. Nothing gets accomplished. Because I can’t decide. The longer I let things go, The more I let them slide. Lord, I need your help. Please give me a sign. I need your loving guidance, In this life of mine. I’ve come to a conclusion. I’ll start following my gut. And maybe that will help me, To get out of this rut. Lord, thank you for the patience, That you have given me. I’ve come to a decision, I CHOOSE to be happy! Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 4.29.2025

  Canva AI Image The Real Eryn Lea I’m walking forward I’m standing tall I embrace the climb And not the fall I’m becoming stronger Setting myself free From the hurt and the pain And the anxiety Step by step Inch by inch My trauma’s no longer Making me flinch I take each lesson And I learn To laugh each time It starts to burn To finish this path Might take me years But I’m wading through All of my fears And one day soon I’ll be the genuine me And I’ll introduce you to The real Eryn Lea Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 4.28.2025

  Canva AI Image VERBAL VENOM (Possible Trigger Warning) Can I ask you a question? Will you tell me the truth? I don’t mean to sound crazy Or come off as aloof. But someone in my life Is very abusive. What I’m about to say Might seem slightly intrusive. They are wearing me down. I don’t want to be near it. Their energy’s negative. I wish I could clear it. They learned the abuse From their own childhood. But the trauma their inflicting Cannot be withstood. They don’t hit.. only yell To them it’s an improvement. Rather than ending the cycle They continued the movement. They blame it on us. Say it’s all our fault. We can’t take much more Of this verbal assault. The tears that I cried From just yesterday. So much hate in the words That they choose to say. I’m a bitch, I’m a cow I’m a failure at life. No wonder no one Ever made me their wife. My son is so lazy And getting too fat. I’m a bad mom Who created a brat. I finally lost it Couldn’t take any more . Found my inner voice Replicate...

  Canva AI Image A Life In Review A Letter To Myself (Poetry Prompt - Write a letter to your 100 year old self. Wordpress) A letter to myself? Whatever would I write? Would I describe how very much I love the pale moonlight? Reminisce about memories From my childhood? Complain about how often I’m misunderstood? Talk about how I never Wanted to marry? Or how I love paranormal But nothing too scary? I know I’d fill up pages All about my son. He’s my moon and my stars He’s my number one. But wouldn’t I already Know all of this? Like when I was thirteen And I got my first kiss? Or when I was sixteen And I got my heart shattered? I think I’d remember all That truly mattered. How at 49, I finally Found my voice. Finally learned how To make the right choice. Would I mention that I had Started to heal? From my pain and trauma That for so long was too real? I think I’d skim over My traumatic past. Put more effort in writing About what was a blast. But everything would wrap back around To my...