I write my pain in poems,
dancing around the fear.
The fear of all the memories,
the fear of all the pain.

I write my pain,
to loose my pain.
I let it slip away,
into words for all to see.
To see, and read away.

Words can be said,
screamed from a pain filled throat.
repeated till no breath is left,
till words are but a croak.
But words once written,
can be stilled.
engraven as the truth.

Copyright Jackie Bulner 1999

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Jackie Bulner

dragonfr@projectx.com.au
Melbourne, Victoria
Australia