Your Anger
...needs release.
I am all heart, the one setting the fire between your temples, making you sweat, making you clench fist and jaw. Why do you struggle to contain me? You see me in the mirror and know that I am true, that I am righteous and here for good reason. I might agree with your argument the head can say it more calmly. But I must refuse to be contained here forever by your empty promises to finally set me free, or by you withdrawing into the silent prison of an imaginary world. I need you, and you need me, red hot and raging. I will light the way through the dark night to the peaceful resting place you so deeply desire.
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