Eryona Writes! Copyright (c) 2024

  FOOL'S GOLD Never again You won’t see my face The way you treat others Is such a disgrace Your essence is toxic Your lips drip with lies You’re selfish and hateful Beneath your disguise You’re like a fungus A spore or black mold You think you’re a gem But you’re just fool’s gold You’re made up of layers But even snakes shed their skin You’re not only noxious You’re the eighth deadly sin It took at most months And not several years To see how you prey Upon everyone’s fears You find out their secrets Then laugh as you share Breaking their hearts They just laid out bare But here’s a little something  I guess you didn’t know Those others you talk to See how you dim their glow They like themselves more Than they’ll ever like you They’ll have long walked away Before you’ll have your first clue So go wear your charm And spin your tall tales The ship that I’m on Has long set its sails Now I’ve risen up And I’ve slammed the door I won't allow you to imprint On my life  ANYMORE O...

  The Truth Of Love Love means giving someone freedom While nurturing your bond And although it is magical It’s not made with a wand It isn’t built on fairy dust Or sealed with just a kiss It takes deep roots and daily care To grow a love like this It’s not control or ownership It’s not a silent war Real love will never cage your wings It will only help you soar It holds you close, yet lets you breathe It lifts, but doesn’t bind It sees your flaws and loves you still With honesty that’s kind It won’t be perfect every day And sometimes it feels tough But even through the hard and raw You’ll know that it’s enough So if you find a heart like this That helps you rise above Then hold it close, and honor it You’ve found the truth of love Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 8.21.2025

  The Depth of Your Strength You say you’re finally healing And it’s all because of me That you no longer play the victim And you finally feel happy And God, I am so thankful But I need for you to know That it’s YOU that made this happen For you’ve found your inner glow I watched you rise above Through every broken thought And silence every demon That you’ve ever fought You took the shattered pieces  That were left behind And turned them into something That is stronger and refined You faced the bitter truth As you broke the binding chain You poured out all of your soul And healed all of your pain And now you shine in ways So honest, pure and true A light that even night Could never now undo You did all the work When you fought against the dark It’s YOU that gets the credit You reignited your own spark I may have been the one That helped you start to see But you’re the hero in this story For  YOU  set your spirit free Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright...

  The Chains That Bind Every day I feel this dread. The moment I get out of bed. It’s overwhelming. I’m all consumed. It’s like my life is only doomed. I really need to find a way. To stop this feeling that wants to stay. If only it would finally end. Then maybe I could start to mend. But healing whispers, soft and clear. Remind me that the light is near. Though shadows cling and hopes feel small. I have the strength to face it all. Each breath I take, each step I try. Is proof my spirit will not die. For even through the weight I bear. A brighter dawn waits in the air. And when that day begins to rise. I’ll greet the sun with clearer eyes. No longer trapped, no longer chained. But freer, stronger, and reclaimed. I am the light, I am the flame. Each day I wake, I’ll rise again. Through all the darkness, I will see. There’s still a brighter part of me. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 8.24.2025

  November Skies The tears I cannot seem to dry. As I stand beneath November’s sky. You left and you’re not coming back. How long’s it been? I’ve lost track. I think you’re watching from above. For what we shared was timeless love. But I cannot seem to let you go. And the pain is more than you can know. The leaves still fall, the wind still sighs. But joy has vanished from my eyes. I speak your name in whispered breath. And feel the hush of grief and death. Your coat still hangs behind the door. Your footprints live upon the floor. I swear I feel your hand in mine. When silence stills the world in time. And though they say I’ll heal with years. My heart still bleeds through hidden tears. You are the ache I carry wide. The love I keep, though you have died. But then the light breaks through the trees. And I can breathe in small degrees. I feel you linger in the air. A quiet warmth that meets me there. So I will walk this road somehow. With all your love still here, right now. And ev...

  I Will  Always  Be Your Home I held you close that very first night When the stars above were full of light. A tiny cry, a breath so new My world had shifted all for you. I watched you grow. Each step, each crawl With scraped-up knees from when you’d fall. First words, first shoes, and your first love I watched you always rise above. We danced through years with lullaby With sticky hands and endless “why?”. You laughed at bugs and feared the dark. Built pillow forts and played in the park. I loved our snuggles in your bed And oh, the countless books we read. Movie nights, Disneyland The way you loved to hold my hand. Then came the questions, eye-rolls, and sighs The moods that shifted with the skies. But through each door you slammed with flair I loved you still, despite your glare. I cheered at games, I dried your tears I weathered storms of teenage years. You’d pull away, then reach back in A war of space and closeness thin. And now you pack your bags to leave As I wi...

Canva AI Image BACK IN THE DAY Describe a risk you took that you do not regret. (Poetry Prompt) WordPress There once was a time when I’d take risks. Back in the day of floppy disks. I wasn’t scared and I felt free. To take a risk willingly. But nowadays I am numb. Not quite sure what I’ve become. Where’s the girl that I once was? Who loved to chase an adrenaline buzz! She’s not here. I’m someone new. Molded by all that I’ve been through. Yes, I’ve changed but I’m still me. And I’d risk it all to be happy! Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar    Copyright (c) 4.24.2025