When I touch you
It feels like you're still there,
Then I take a closer look and you're gone.
No where to be found....
Somewhere on the ground.

I'm going to ignore you.
Not love you.
Not hate you.
Just not care about you.

Maybe one day you will be back...
But love I won't lack.

I must move on.
I can't keep on.
You've gone away
Why should I stay?

I don't have a choice,
I don't have a voice.

In silence...I deal with it
But I need to heal from it

I'll be fine, My life
will again be mine.

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Comment by Angela on November 26, 2009 at 4:59am
Catherine you are so funny! I'm pissed off too. It's like our hair broke up with us. Well that's just fine cuz I too have a new partner-my wig...and my wig is fun & dependable. This is reminding me of the song I Will Survive...1st I was afraid I was petrified kept thinking I could never live without you by myside...but I grew strong I learned how to get along.....Yes we will survive!!!!!
Comment by Nick Janda on November 26, 2009 at 7:41am
awesome Angela. did you make this poem up?
Comment by Angela on November 26, 2009 at 10:47am
Thanks Nick! Yes i did. Last night I was obsessing about my lack of hair so I started to write. My family will be over today for dinner and it will be the 1st time many of them see me wearing a wig so I was freaking out. My family is pretty funny so I don't know what to expect.
Comment by Lionel on November 26, 2009 at 1:33pm
Very good poem!
It just really describes hairloss, great job :)
Comment by lynne on November 26, 2009 at 2:34pm
amazin, !!!!!
Comment by Phil on November 27, 2009 at 7:52am
Great poem Angela, sometimes it really helps to write about your feelings. As a parent we had simular emotions this year when my 10 year old daughter lost all her hair. My wife also had sleepless nights and wrote a poem at 2am in the morning about Jess.

I cannot describe the fear inside
As each strand of hair begins to slide
The pain I feel every minute of the day
It's out of control, all I an do is pray.
You are so unknowingly brave and bold
As your own story begins to unfold.
You're amazing, you take it in your stride...
You fill my heart with joy and pride
I'm humbled by the way you cope
It's clear your future is full of hope.
You're so precious I cannot help but stare
As you become more beautifull with each falling hair.
Comment by Angela on November 27, 2009 at 5:06pm
Phil thank you so much for sharing this beautiful poem. Your wife's words really touched my heart. As parents we want to protect our children from any discomfort or dissappointment in life. It is the unconditional love and comfort that you shower your beautiful daughter with that gives her inner strength and joy to see past this condition.

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