死亡之境界

今天和昨天，昨天和今天，不管是哪天我的人生都是在过着一场无限恶梦的境界。自从五年前开始我已经失去了全家庭，之后我慢慢看着我的好伙伴们依次从我人生病死，饿死，或者战死。就好像死神在我耳边磨蹭着，低声着唱无穷漫长的悲歌。

不过今晚的悲歌终于唱到它的结尾了。

我的冷冰冰的身体躺在泥土上动弹不得。我白色的衬衫慢慢地化成鲜红的颜色，此象一朵玫瑰渐渐开花。不久前在我胸部纠缠剧烈的疼痛已经麻了，心里面蓄积的沮丧终算被释放，然而有一片小的幸福感取代了。一直以来的快乐拮据总算来到它的终点线。

啊呀。我离开人生前唯一的遗憾就是无法把跟玛丽的誓言继续遵守了。玛丽。。。请你原谅我。玛丽。。。再见了。。。

The puzzle piece

In a world of jigsaws I live in,
as one of the pieces I cannot fit in,
thus wonder if this piece a mistake it had been,
a part of life's puzzle that should never be seen.

As a piece with rigged edges of seven,
with the color of a pearl from heaven,
I only wished to be an edge with five,
and the matching color of green's life.

And so painfully I severe two edges,
in hopes I fit between the rounded ledges,
as well as holding my breath unseen,
so that my face would finally turn green.

Though I can finally fit in between like a vein,
my sides and stumps are always in pain,
and I could only be green for a while,
otherwise I would lose my breathless smile.

Hence I could only masquerade,
in this world full of charade,
knowing deep inside I have no place,
yet I could only pretend with hidden disgrace.

Knowing I am not part of this base,
along with the smile on my teary face.

But I still need to deceive,
Upon these false beliefs,
so thus I can still live.