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Apr 2018
Can I just know im not being used?

Can you grant me the satisfaction for my mind that im not wasting my time?

Can I please have the feeling that im not still in your life for the benefits that are reaped through me?

I just want to know if you still care.

And if you do care, is it enough to try again?

They say time heals all wounds but i feel mine growing as time goes by because im left with questions unanswered.

Can we just be on the same page for once in this struggle?

Can my mind just shut its ******* mouth with the anxiety and fear it feeds to me?

Thoughts that you say you need space to heal but in reality its because you dont want to deal with any of this.

You dont want to deal with me.

Can i be treated like a human and not a waste of time?

Can i be seen as a human and not old memories?

Can my mind be put at ease? For these questions unanswered are starting to eat me alive.

Can these questions be answered, please.
Again another personal poem that i hope she reads. My mind is starting to eat me alive
Jonathan Nouse
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Jonathan Nouse  24/M/Virginia
(24/M/Virginia)   
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