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  The Writing On Your Face You think you wear a mask but your face still tells a story. It shows all of your pain, all your loss, and all your glory. The lines along your forehead. The circles beneath your eyes. They express a depth of sadness, that shows your heart still cries. Around your mouth there are few laugh lines, and you often wear a frown. Your eyes confess the weight of how this life has worn you down. Each mark is earned through battles, no one else could ever see. Silent wars you’ve had to carry, with quiet bravery. Life isn’t always easy. So many lessons to be learned. But you’ve found the will to get back up, each time that you’ve been burned. You know how to keep smiling. How to soften every blow. How to hide the cost of living life, behind a lovely glow. But those who really look at you can see the truth shine through. Not weakness in your features, but a strength that carries you. For every line is proof you stayed, while others chose to flee. And every tired sha...

  The Battle Beyond the Field (A Tribute to the Unseen Heroes) They trained with fire behind their eyes, And left beneath uncertain skies. To stand where danger dared to tread, To walk through war while others fled. They bore the weight of every land, With trembling soul and steady hand. And though the guns have ceased their song, Their battle still goes marching on. For war does not end with the fight, It lingers deep in dreams at night. In every silence, every sound, A memory still circles ‘round. We see them walking through the day, With haunted eyes they turn away. Yet still they rise, again, again, Unbroken hearts. Women and men. The bravest souls are those who feel, Yet choose to fight, and choose to heal. Who carry pain that won’t be seen, And wear their scars while we keep clean. So here we stand, our hearts made wide, With open arms and tearful pride. To every soldier, hear our prayer. You are not lost. We see you there. We thank you for the gift you gave, For every path a...

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...

  Canva AI Image Brick By Brick I want you in my life. I want our shared connection. But I’m so traumatized. I’m scared of your rejection. Never have I wanted, Something more than this. To feel your arms around me. To get lost in your kiss. But I am too damn fearful. Afraid to just say yes. To wrap my soul around you. To feel your soft caress. My walls have shut you out. But I want to let you in. It might take a while to tear it down, But I’m ready to begin. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 4.30.2025

  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 Because Of Him I’ve learned to block the bad emotions  Whenever they do creep  I no longer allow myself to feel  Anything that deep  My eyes are finally dry  When once they’d only weep  Now I am the lion  And not a willing sheep  No longer in the shadows  In light I show my face  Once controlled by sadness  With strength I did replace   I used to always run  But I have learned to chase  The happiness that’s out there  Meant for my embrace  In a mind where all my trauma  Was continuously replayed  My son became my power  With the love that he displayed  Together in the sunlight  He pulled me from the shade The love between a mother and son  Is the strongest ever made  So thankful for the bond we share  In this life I wouldn’t trade  Because of him, I’ve finally healed And now I’m not afraid  Original Poetry Written By  Eryn Dunbar...

  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...

  MOMMY (Trigger Warning) Abortion (From A Baby’s Point Of View) I know that man hurt you, Three months ago. That I’m a surprise, And you’re starting to show. But please don’t keep walking, And go through that door. I just want to stay. I want nothing more. Mommy! Mommy! You’re scaring me! Please don’t do this! Please hear my plea! I know you’re just trying, To find an escape. From the memories of Your horrible rape. And this isn’t the best, Of circumstance. But I beg you, Mommy! Just give me a chance! You think I’ll only remind you, Of that nightmarish night. You feel alone and afraid. You’re in fight or flight. But I promise you now. That I’ll give you strength. Please don’t give up. Don’t go to this length. Don’t walk through that door. Please don’t give in. Please let me exist. Let my life begin. Mommy! Mommy! You’re turning around! You’re changing your mind! You’re standing your ground! You’re not giving in. You’re not gonna run. I thank you and promise… I’ll be the best son. ...