Depression Hair Poems

I run my hand through my coal colored hair.
I blink the tears out of my dirty eyes.
I pick the skin on my caramel arms.
I fight...

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I miss the sound of your voice
I miss having my phone on charge
to keep speaking to you for hours
I miss the video calls we'd have
that...

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The follies of fools 
The lord of fools 
The fools that are lords
a leader of the damned 
Insane the minority of minions 
Deplorable and disdained...

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I watch the storm gather in your eyes 
I hear the thunder echo in my mind 
The dark clouds gather around your hair 
Rain taps...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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I’ve always envied men with curly hair,
men like Jim who receive compliments from strangers.
When we were young, women adored him,
failing to notice me.

I guess my...

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Mein Das-Stilled Vintage Spirits Score-Hitched... 
From Bottled Up Rage

Daily app pair rent
     revelation, observation, and
     intimation invariably...

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early this year
gentle as calm ocean waters
lapping along a weir
thumb and fore finger
of right hand would peal back,

(via diagonally flippant motion
asper calendar
representing progression of time)
gets...

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Stress brings me grey hair 
The ticking time bomb is armed 
No time to play games...

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To Baldly Go...

My ‘flowing locks’ no longer flow
They’ve all gone where I don’t know
In my mirror is a sight I hate:
That of my sadly balding...

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Rapunzel let down her lucious hair,
Fragrant, fine, and fair.
She did not dare to let it fall into great disrepair.

Day upon day and week after week
Combing...

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She's  lying here
Against my cheek
My tears in her hair

Thank God for dreams 
So I can have
The things I can't 
have

I hold her hand
I can't...

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Would you really like to know
About my pain that strives to grow
It comes on slowly, it makes me shake
This really awful, nasty, ache
I try to...

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It's not Halloween yet but I have a trich,
No treat. OCD. Since thirteen.
I pluck, I pull, I tweeze, rip, yank.
Hair, lashes, and brows.
Made me once...

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cold cold breeze
leaves partially cover her
chopped off braid...

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