In the
middle of the dark sea, my ship of hope floats,
A brighter
day is all I hope for the morrow,
My body and
mind will be crushed soon if no rescue is possible.
Lying on
the board, I realize that I do not know any face I used to look at;
Only the
names are still remaining in my mind;
So this is
all I had in my head,
The
emptiness of being a stranger to everyone I knew.
Sometimes I
dream of falling from a great height,
Or being
chased by an unknown pursuer till,
My mind can
no longer take it and I wake up with fear.
Unlike the
past, I feel so alone now.
Can the
light of hope shine on me again?
Has
everyone forgotten the clown in the circus?
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