Mutiny Poem by Amy Fifita

Mutiny



PAST FORSAKEN BY CHOICE
LEAVING BUNDLES OF HATE
ON THE BATHROOM FLOOR.
BLOOD DOTS ALONG
THE SHORES OF MY MIND
STAINING IT WITH MISFORTUNE.
HAPPINESS ABANDONED BY PRESENT
HAIR SHADES ME INTO DARKNESS
AS FEELINGS MUTINY
ME FROM BLISS.

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