city of pain

lost in the pain of rejection my brother woud cry, lost in the pain of being taken my sister would lie she said she was fine but i knew he truth, lost the pain i took out my anger in paper.

lost in the city of pain i will oneday die , never to forget never to forgive

lost in a city of anger lost in a city of pain

aleays to remember lostin a city of paper

Reviews

[Jupiter Jazz]

Pretty good poem with a decent flow. I like how you use writing as an outlet. I did/do the same


FYI: Other than obvious lack of capitalization and punctuation, you accidently typed "he" when you meant "the," "oneday" instead of "one day," "aleays" instead of "always," and "lostin" instead of "lost in."

[Legacy]

gothicchica,

This I do say is an original... to which only some of experience could speak. Being lost is a state of mind - I agree completely. The twist on the physical relation is utterly brilliant.

Stating I enjoyed this , is understating.

Thank you for this write...

Legacy

[Desert Dreamer]

Very meaningful to use the image of a city to represent pain. Excellent poem.

[Ruth]

Oh wow!
Nice turn around, beautifully crafted!
xx

[Tasha]

This was really good. Keep on penning.

[Peppy]

Cool!! You and your sister are very serious in writing poems... :O