I wake up in the morning and to my surprise

I run my fingers thru my hair, could this all be lies?

Was I some kind of experiment, is this some sick joke

I had hair before I went to bed, before I awoke.

Gone in a flash without no warning,

Is this a nightmare, surely it can't be morning!

I run to the mirror the sight is appalling,

My head in my hands I drop to my knees and start bawling.

How'd this happen? Why me? Can you please give it back?

In the blink… Continue