Jodie Louise Pollock

Depression is Loving someone with nothing in return,
Depression is Slowly living instead of jumping head first,
Depression is Acknowledging the mistake but without learn,
Depression is Not trying, giving into your lifes curse.
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Death is cruel,
Death is unfair,
Why death?
Does death care?
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An ocean of unseen tears
Pulsing through my veins,
Taking the rightful place of my boiling blood,
Causing my mind, body and soul to flood,
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I have a feeling deep inside,
If I don’t let it our I wont survive,
You’re the only one for me,
I want us to forever be,
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It was clear in his eyes,
As we spoke our goodbyes,
He didn't wish to do this,
He wanted to help me beat this,
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Why? Why? Why?
The reason I cry,
I don’t know why,
People still pry,
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I wish I could blame you for the pain I feel smouldering my chest,
I wish I could blame you for that, and all the rest,
But, unfortunately, I have no one to blame but myself,
I allowed myself to hope; a hope with a brand new depth,
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Love is a complicated word,
Love and Lust can be misunderstood,
Lust is Red, always hungry for more,
Love is white, and as pure as Angels wings,
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Cobbled roads, empty houses,
Dirty shoes, stolen flowers,
Rotten smell, burning sunlight,
Number 43,
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Hearing it so close yet so far away,
Maybe it will continue to disappear further, day after day?

Seeing no more what the eyes really want to see,
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Choking while she stands staring,
Feeling her gaze but unable to stop,
Swallowing back,
But unable to drop,
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Piercing your chest with that burning pain,
Like those flames burning a candle,
No control as it burns and singes,
That scorching fire deep and intense,
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Side by side,
Heart to heart,
Mind in mind,
Never apart,
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Change,
Why happen to us?
Strange,
Why make a fuss?
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Believe,
Why?
Believe its true,
Why?
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The feeling of belong,
I've wished for so long,
Just to be loved,
By someone other than the one above,
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People are people,
Trees are trees,
Chairs are chairs,
Leaves are leaves,
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Loving you was like a drug,
To get my fix I turned into a thug,
For I loved you, you were my world,
And I always believed I was your baby girl,
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Life on fire,
Life is desire,
Life maybe,
Life we'll see,
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There it is, all of it.
Gone, and never ever coming back, ever.
It felt like she was throwing away her most prized poession.
She wondered what the new one would be like?
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