No one understands them. <br />No one knows they're here, <br />but they don't understand either. <br /> <br />They ask why and why <br />over coffee, over beer, <br />over and over. <br />Answers only whet the appetite. <br /> <br />They will never know you fully <br />so they rip you apart, <br />piece by piece, <br />like bread. <br /> <br />The answers come with blood, <br />the answers come with trusting pain and smiles.<br /><br />John Kipling Lewis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/be-enough/
