JK (11 of November 1989 / Brighton, England)

Suspect

Facing the world with a heart as hard as stone,
No emotions linger in this canvas that bears no soul,
Stating the obvious to be hated by all,
As this psychopathic daze buries me in a deeper hole.

Plodding along this path that never seems to end,
Rebuilding the life I started so long ago,
Time goes so fast when I want it to go slower,
But speeding up until the last person we'll never know.

My head rules the portion of my heart that is still alive,
leading me to a place that is filled with so much hate,
Consuming the evil that plagues my mind,
But in the process it has ended all chance of my fate.

Everyone is a hostage of their own guilt,
As everyone is a suspect of telling these lies,
The sum of all fears begins with you as always,
And it remains as boundless as the skies.

Running around in circles to find your sense of direction,
Falling in front of an open door,
Ransoms held as you become predator instead of prey,
And you will the one left dead on the floor.

My childhood wasted on a pathetic being like you,
Rolling back into my forbidden corner,
You are now the last of the killer suspects,
And I am the one who knows no loner.

by Joanne Kearsey

Comments (14)

I am the one who knows no loner, good one
We are running into our own annihilation. Dishonesty and lies have already set hard in the minds. Liked the way you have brought to the notice to the people this bitter truth. 'Everyone is a hostage of their own guilt, As everyone is a suspect of telling these lies, The sum of all fears begins with you as always, And it remains as boundless as the skies.' is very nice. Congrats.
Congrats. It's poem of thoughts. The whole world is going on the wrong way. The age of survival of the fittest was even better than this age. Perhaps we were better humans when we lived in the caves.
a sad emotionally charged poem of what can happen when things go wrong in one's life? superbly written JK
Congratulations! This is nice to see your poem here as the poem of the day. This is very wisely penned thought provoking poem. Everyone is a hostage of their own guilt, . As everyone is a suspect of telling these lies, everyone feels guilty from inside. Everyone fears from inside due to faults. Personality should be decorated well with values, ethics, truth and trust. Excellent poem is presented...10
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