Client Journal: Meditation

Fire

Coiling in the base like rattlesnakes
I feel them writhe lashing tails
Against the walls of my stomach
Battle cry sounding off
Anger that which was hidden for so long
Finally taking center
Lifting through veils I see

I am mad as hell and I hate my father
Because he doesn’t give a shit about me

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