Pain

Pain

A Poem by wisemorie
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My way of coping with pain

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                      Pain is not an easy thing to bear

                     Especially when no one has a care

                     Sad, Unhappy, severe stress

                    Fatigue and very depressed

              

                Things I want are hard to receive

               Hopeless how I'm being deceived

              Occurrences happen which break my heart

            They all violently tear my mind apart

© 2016 wisemorie


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No it's not. Pain is never easy. Pain is rather fresh on my mind at the moment after the passing of my dog a few days ago. But, the pain you're talking about is one I recognize too. That tiredness, the sense you're alone even when you've got your friends and you could probably call them up at any time. Just, a sense that's something wrong but no one notices or seems to notice and we/you take it like no one cares. Everything seems worse than it is. Definitely been there, but, if you want it to... it can get better. Takes time, takes work. Your rhyme scheme was nice, added an element of life to this despite it not being entirely original or a new take on the concept. I don't grade too harshly when I feel something's personal, but I do feel like you could delve deeper. There are specifics, and I'll tell you one thing, adding specifics into your poetry makes it come to life more. Makes it more unique to you. Hope you keep writing!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Pain still means we feel. How else could we feel peace? Happiness can't be felt without knowing sadness. Without adversity, we cannot appreciate our success.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

wisemorie

8 Years Ago

I suppose you're right
No it's not. Pain is never easy. Pain is rather fresh on my mind at the moment after the passing of my dog a few days ago. But, the pain you're talking about is one I recognize too. That tiredness, the sense you're alone even when you've got your friends and you could probably call them up at any time. Just, a sense that's something wrong but no one notices or seems to notice and we/you take it like no one cares. Everything seems worse than it is. Definitely been there, but, if you want it to... it can get better. Takes time, takes work. Your rhyme scheme was nice, added an element of life to this despite it not being entirely original or a new take on the concept. I don't grade too harshly when I feel something's personal, but I do feel like you could delve deeper. There are specifics, and I'll tell you one thing, adding specifics into your poetry makes it come to life more. Makes it more unique to you. Hope you keep writing!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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wisemorie
wisemorie

Jersey City



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A Poem by wisemorie