1.)转文
2.)授权不好拿(外国，联系不好...)
3.)有时会翻译(较短文/好文)
4.)翻译不好表啪(英文比喻那些)
5.)不定期更新(懒要人催的)

Author:finalitylife
Story:Door That Cant's Be Closed

I am tired,so very tired yet I know sleep will not come because I will not let it.Weariness has crept deep into my bones,my mind and has no desire to leave.How many days has it been since I slept,three? seven?Twenty?I have no idea anymore,I just have no damn idea anymore.The brightness of my room is beyond uncharacteristic for me,yet I will make no effort to darken it to the illumination which I prefer.If the light goes,then he returns,and if he returns,the pain,the torment returns,and the worst part is that no one no one will believe me.Starfire will look upon me with fear, like I am some type of dangerous lunatic,and if someone so wonderful as her could look at me with such a look,then maybe I really am insane.I laugh strangely to myself for thinking such a thought.I am not insane,never have been,never will.The problem is that I am far too sane for a world that breeds only madness.I see the truth when no one can,and for that reason,I am being punished, being punished,being tourted.

我非常累，很累很累，但是这休息的时间不会来，因为...我不会让它来，疲倦感好像已经深入我的骨头里了，好像也没有了生存的意识了。至我上次睡觉以后，我这种状态已经维持了多久了？三天？七天？二十天？我真的不知道。我房间的亮度对我来说超出了正常常，但是我不用做些什么，这些光便会被我的黑暗覆盖。如果这些光走了，那他就会回来，那些痛苦和折磨也会回来，然后最糟糕的是...没有人会相信我，星火会带着恐惧的眼光看我，好像我是某种精神有问题的人，如果连星火这么好的人，带着这么个眼光看我，那...也许我真的有问题吧。然后我笑了，笑得很奇怪，笑自己怎会有这些想法。我不是神经病！重来没有，将来也不会！...可是问题是，我实在是太理智了，仿佛脱离了世界一样，在没有人能看见真相的时侯，我看见了。因为那样，我受尽了责备，折磨，直到我再也看不见.....

@疾火zero @郝波纹 @AzarathX

They refuse to believe he is still alive, refuse to believe that he hasn't finally been removed from our lives to allow us some peace. How can they be so foolish to believe such a thing. Nightmares do not fade away so easily because as long as there is darkness, there will be a place for them to hide, and wait, and in the end, strike to claim back what is theirs. That is why the lights always stay on when I am alone, that is why the night is no longer my friend because I finally know the truth and it is slowly destroying me.

他们不肯相信他仍然生存着，不肯相信他其实还没有离开，他们为什么这么蠢呢。恶梦不会离去的，只要有了黑暗，那它们就会去那里，悄悄躲着和等着。那就是为什么在我孤身一人的时候，光就会陪在我身边，然而黑暗也不再是我的朋友，因为我知道了真相，而且同时那也在慢慢的摧残着我...

好美的文章

毕竟拿不到搜权，所以我觉得把原文也发出来比较好。

你什么时候英文比我好啊……

好美的文。。但是好短

好顶赞

好顶赞

They all think I am okay, that my 'hallucinations' are gone and that everything can go back to the way they were but things weren't okay before and are now only worse. They all believe in a powder on a forgotten relic of a dead friend, I believe in the truth. He is out there, just beyond my reach, hidden within the shadows of the ignorance of my friends. They refuse to see, and in the end, only serve to damn my existence. I hold my hand up in front of my face, it shakes only slightly, the only side effect of the injections I give myself to stay awake. My nerves are frayed but that only means I am still awake, still safe, safe from him.