My pillow soft, my mattress firm,
a bed fit for Sleeping Beauty,
but I might as well be in hell.
Many hours I lay awake
like an actor rehearsing,
I practice a conversation,
what you might say, what I would say.
The light is dim, but I see clear.
I fear that you will escalate
like water from a hydrant,
the emotions of a tyrant.
Yet if the past can predict
the result of this conflict,
our exchange when it happens
will not be as I imagine.
Thank you, Nancy.
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Very good use of simile. Powerful and true.
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Thanks, Tom. It has been an ongoing battle in my life, rehearsing future conversations in my mind. But I am making progress in controlling it.
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So heavy as it reaches inside and twists me. I have the same tortures at night.
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