Fallen Woman, Get Up" another rambling I call poetry

Loathing, hating.
Complexly inferior...degraded.
Mazes, manic...making havoc.
Lying on our mats
balance...strength...PEACE
Clear your mind...not thinking
exhale as long as inhaling...breathing
counting...1...2...3...4
WAVES OF LIGHT
1...2...3...4
Darkness deepens...
Control freak...ignoranct bull.
A tower of waste.
Domineering...stupid wrath.
Karma-depleting vengeance.
Self-hatred projection...perhaps.
The pleading woman, shrinking.
I am back at 9 staring down
at the replacement mother.
A Native American from California.
She's begging and crying
for him to stop hitting.
WEAKLING...DISGRACE OF WOMAN, I want to kick her
the one crying submissive tears
holding onto invisible bars, so real to her.
I hug her in pity.