丧钟为谁而鸣

No man is an island,

entire of itself;

every man is a piece of the continent,

a part of the main.

If a clod be washed away by the sea,

Europe is the less,

as well as if a promontory were,

as well as if a manor of thy friend's or of thine own were:

any man's death diminishes me,

because I am involved in mankind,

and,

therefore,

never send to know for whom the bells tolls;

it tolls for thee.

我不想一辈子就是在黑名单里度过，这和死去又有甚区别，我也不想在因为见不到，看不到，摸不到，胡思乱想着她冲着别人笑而心伤地不能自已，因为乱心而什么也不去做，这只会让我离她越来越远，可以忍住不表达可我实在忍不住了，不是想你的时候在想你，而是在每时每刻都在想你，自己做的错应该承受，可我怎么也学不会再去爱别人，因为你就是我不爱的最大理由。

丧钟为谁而鸣，丧钟就早已响起，生来孤独的我该怎么让自己取走下去。