I can't sleep, <br />not allowed to dream. <br />Sitting here wide awake, <br />thinking about what it all means... <br />These lives we live, <br />full of half-truths and secrecy. <br />With one person but wanting another, <br />it doesn't make sense to me. <br />Is this life meant to be an enigma, <br />full of riddles to puzzle us to death? <br />Too many questions, but in truth... <br />If answered, we would have nothing left.<br /><br />Edward Veilleux<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/awake-11/
