Eryona Writes! Copyright (c) 2024

In The Afterglow I’m sitting in the afterglow of your wicked, raging storm. You tried to break me with the winds, but I have been reborn. You thundered through my open skies, with fury, fire, and rain. You carved your name in lightning just to watch me bend in pain. But here I sit in golden light, still breathing, soft, and strong. You never knew the kind of soul that turns the hurt to song. So take your chaos, leave your ash, I’ve bloomed beyond the flame. I wear the light you meant to steal… And proudly bear my name. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 7.18.2025

Built From Grace When shadows stretch across the way, And skies forget the light of day. Still in your chest, a spark remains. A silent strength through losses, gains. It whispers,  “Rise, though winds may roar, You’ve crossed dark seas, and you’ll cross more.” Each trial carved a deeper grace. Each scar a map, each tear a trace. You are the flame that won’t burn out. The steady heart, the whispered shout, That says,  “I’m here. I’m not yet done. There’s more to climb, I’ve just begun.” The road ahead may twist and bend, But hope walks with you like a friend. And when your knees begin to shake, Your soul will rise for healing’s sake. Breathe deep, sweet soul. You’ve come so far. You’re made up of the brightest star. The storm has passed, the skies are clear. You’re not alone. You’re loved. You’re  here . So hold this truth through every tide: The light you seek is held inside. And even in your darkest place... You're made of strength and built from grace. Poetry Written B...

Canva AI Image The Whisper   I feel you  A little whisper wrapped around my heart  I sense you  At dark of night and morning start I taste you  In my mouth and on my tongue  I hear you  You’re the song I’ve always sung  I crave you  I need to feel your loving touch  I yearn for you  I’ve never wanted someone so much  I promise you  I’ll make you brightly shine  I claim you  I am yours and you are mine  Original Poetry Written By  Eryn Dunbar  Copyright (c) 4.22.2025

* Poetry prompt: What do you hear when you see people look at you?* Canva AI Image I Hear It In Your Stare I HEAR IT IN YOUR STARE I’m able to hear them before I can see Your heads are not turned but your eyes are on me Wrapped up in whispers Like words you would speak Your eyes shooting daggers I’m the target you seek Voices get louder But no words have been said My shields are in place So now I’m protected They’re finally fading No longer affected But you’re a disease And I won’t be infected You tried and you failed You can’t plant your seed Guess I’m like a rare book One that you’ll never read Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 2.21.2025

The Seed Canva AI Image The Seed My soul is tied down And it wants to be freed Away from the grove Where you planted the seed Vines wrapped around me Pulling me into the ground Screaming and yelling But no help to be found Coiled so tightly I barely can move Your lies tell a story I can’t seem to disprove The trees, grown so tall That you’re trapped in the shade No light shining down On one single grass blade Can’t see ahead The path has been blurred The darkness so heavy No sound can be heard Surrounded by evil Your black trickery Consumed by your hate That’s directed at me But I will break free Of these chains that do bind Again I’ll be whole My body, soul and my mind Finally running Into light’s warm embrace Protected by God And a heavenly grace Not under your spell I broke free of the trap I’m no longer held Within your evil grasp And I healed the grove Where you planted your seed It’s now covered in light With its innocence freed Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c...

LOVE WON’T LIVE HERE ANYMORE I gave you all my trust and love  You had it from the start I thought I knew all I needed to And that you’d protect my heart I can’t believe I failed yet again This is my biggest regret How could I not have seen through you At that point, we'd not yet met But when our hands fit together perfectly Mine wrapped in yours, just like a glove I knew that all my doubts were wrong  And that this was true love I pushed aside the warnings  And the few bright red and neon flags I kept it in the back of my mind Like that voice that always nags And later on that little voice  Would try to talk to me in bed I’d shake it off, laugh to myself And block out all she said At 49 I still want to think Love is real, and not a myth You don’t know, until you bare love's scars From all that you’ve dealt with I don’t know if I have any pieces of my heart left After losing so damn much I no longer care if I’m all alone Or ever feel another person’s touch How I ever...

  I Could Be Anything I was once told When I was 4 years old That I could be anything I wanted At 17 I learned what that would mean And all my dreams became daunted At 25 I still failed to thrive With no dreams to be flaunted At 49 I embraced my shine And now I no longer feel haunted Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 2.5.2025

  Taking Back My Power I’ve learned to shield myself Because it’s always me who pays The pain that you inflicted Your words and wicked ways But the longer that I’m shielded The less that I feel weak Now you can’t attack me With the evil that you speak I’m no longer the victim And I’m taking back my power Stepped out of those shadows That I used to hide and cower Embraced my inner goddess And I have found my voice But some people are so broken And thought they had no choice I will help these people For them I’ll take the stand Give them back their dignity With the justice I’ll demand I’ll show them that they matter Straighten out their crown Lift them up so high No one can ever tear them down But in their spark I see fire We’ll reignite the flame Teach them how to move on Shedding all their shame I might not be able to give them back The years that they have lost But I will fight their abusers No matter what the cost Poetry Written By: Eryn Dunbar Copyright 12.2024

*This was inspired by the poem I did when I was a teenager. I recently posted it. It is called The Hands Of Fate . I felt like doing a follow up to it. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it!* The Shadow Land We wander through the halls  Made of skulls and flames To gain access you must first play  The wicked Master’s games The farther in you go The better you must know your goal Because in one or two more levels Satan’s gonna own your soul Running through the darkness With ungodly ghouls at every turn Chasing, grabbing for you Every caress, your skin will burn Escaping with your life Will come to be your deepest desire Don’t let the demons possess you Or they will consume you with their fire Never getting out of hell Will become your greatest fear Waiting around every corner For the Devil's evil sneer The madness will overtake you Start running with a knife Before He grabs ahold of you And takes you as a wife The walls are closing in As you scream and as you shout Grab onto my hand tigh...

I have no idea of who I am Or who I am meant to be  I don't want to ask for any help I will find myself eventually Please just let me start to look As I embark on my self healing journey I am ready to go exploring now Who knows what I will see I am out on an expedition Alone but not lonely Trying to find out who I am I don't want to be another phony Looking through my mind Mastering fate, if I can only Searching through my thoughts and painful memories I found what I am looking for I knew it instantly I've embraced my inner tomboy But need to be more womanly I've never before found happiness But maybe I have finally I knew that this time would come And the truth would set me free I have found out who I really am I have finally found the real me Poetry Written By: Eryn Dunbar

Hi All! Here is another one I wrote in my teens..I hope you enjoy it! TUG OF WAR   I try to get you off my mind But then you call my name You're running me in circles And I know it's all a game I’m sure that I don't want you back And your love I shouldn't miss Nor your strong, gentle arms Or your warm, tender kiss You're slowly becoming easy to hate But so hard to forget In fact you've brought me so much pain That I wish we had not met I deserve to be deeply loved But I deserve it from a man  And you are just a little boy Who can't seem to understand That love is not a game It's no Tug Of War There is just one rule to follow  It's worth fighting for Maybe one day soon  You'll grow up and realize That you lost the best love When we said our goodbyes I will never forget you Though you're a bad memory I plan to one day haunt your dreams Then maybe you will see That I gave you all of my love I could offer you no more But you will always be a boy ...

Lost In My Thoughts Lost in my thoughts Lost in the day Wishing that things Were truly okay Fighting so hard To make it make sense Wishing I felt more Than just reverence Feeling so deeply With no one to share it Emotions so strong I wish I could bare it You tell me you care But then turn your back You fill me with words But sentiment you lack So I go through the motions While I’m hardly dealing Overwhelmed with sensations That I’m scarcely feeling Trapped in a corner Trying to guard my own back Wondering who will be  First to attack It’s like being in a funhouse With all of those mirrors Running into yourself Having to face your own fears Realizing you’ve got this And all on your own Don’t need an assist You can do it alone Now things make sense You’re no longer so frightened Lift your face to the sun Embrace all that is brightened You can now brave the world Just look at your smile You’ve slayed every battle And won every trial The ending is here There is no longer rife It’s time...

SITTING AT THE CROSSROADS Forever in the shadows  Or at least that's how it feels Sitting at the crossroads With the Devil on my heels Choosing the right strategy Is proving to be hard Fighting off the Demon's whisper With my mental guard Rising to the challenge Without knowing what's at stake Trying to find allies When it's hard to tell who's fake Sitting at the crossroads With the Devil in my head Trying to block Him out But holding on by just a thread I'm going to come out the winner I will make Satan regret I will make Him sorry For the day that we first met He might think He's tough But I'll outwit Him every time For He's no longer at the top No longer in His prime What I lack in strength I make up for with my brain I'm going to take much joy In making the Devil feel insane So everybody pull up a chair There's room for your whole town And witness with your very own eyes As I take the Devil down Poetry Written By: Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c...

  Dancing and flaring The flames burns within. A blazing light for those who are around me. Keeping them warm and guiding their path, It is my hearts desire, To share the flame I have. Then one day, I saw a flame before me. Burning so bright, it matched me so nicely. Twirling and dancing this flame did too. Blazing her path is what she wanted to do. Helping those around her, So they could find their way. It was her hearts desire To share the flame she had. My flame grew even stronger, I reached even farther. Wanting to touch her flame, to add to her fire. And to my surprise, She looked over in my direction. Her eyes danced with joy. Reaching out to touch my flame. Together we twirled and danced even faster. As we burned together, we became even brighter. For now we had turned, Into one fire. Poetry Written By: Alan Mack Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar