My hair keeps falling out. I brush my hair every night and look at myself in the mirror.
All I can see are tired eyes from a long day.
What I feel is a heavy heart inside my chest making me hunch my back.
I continue to comb the brush through my hair and my hair continues to fall in clumps around me.
I look down at the discarded strands and set the brush down.
I feel empty and cold, yet everyone says I'm warm. My heart still feels like its gaining tremendous weight. I pull my shoulders back to keep from falling over.
I turn off the lights and lie down in my bed. Its chilly beneath those covers.
Soon it won't matter because I'll be fast asleep and inside a dream. The only place my heart feels weightless.