Jolene & Me

*This poem is a conversation. Any line with a : before it, is spoken by me, a . before it is spoken by Jolene.*
:Morning Jolene, have a nice sleep?

This poem is a conversation. Any line with a : before it, is spoken by me, a . before it is spoken by Jolene.

:Morning Jolene, have a nice sleep?
.Veronica dear, you know I don't
:I always forget, you don't need it
:So what do you do when I dream?
.I walk through your mind
.I see what you see
.I know what you think, what you believe
:So tell me, what is it I believe?
.You believe the world is an okay place
.You realize you can't trust
.You are confused about your identity
.And even though you think that it's normal
.You need to tell Julie
.About this, about me
:You know I can't do that
:They'll say I'm crazy
.Maybe you are.
:Jolene!
.Veronica.
:Why do I need to tell about our conversations?
:You've helped me so much
:You help me rationalize
:You're not like one of those sterotype 'voices'
:That tries to tell me to do hurtful things
.Yes, but you need to trust Julie
:I wnt to, but I can't
.Why not?
:I don't know. You tell me.
.I only help you deciper facts,
.Put together your broken thoughts
:Well I need help on this
:Because I'm confused
.I know you are
.That's why you need to talk to Julie
:Jolene, I know I've been seeing her for over a year
:But I just have so much trouble trusting her
:Just like everyone else!
.And why don't you trust everyone else?
.Think.
:That's not right.
.You think it is.
:No I don't.
.You do.
:Because she judges me?
:THAT'S why I can't trust?
:That just makes me weak
.Does it?
Just needed to get this out, don't know if I'll keep it posted.