What a beautiful dilemma it has been
to name it bearable or unbearable.

For if I opt for the latter,
the pain conquers me at a stroke.
Swallowing all the blood, breaking me into null,
it vanishes my identity to transform me
into a newly born.

In contrast, the pain, if bearable,
eats me up day by day,
licking at the bone marrows,
it consumes the soul bit by bit.

What a beautiful dilemma it has been
to be numb at once or
to lose conscience step by step.

But I am the strong, my eyes beam with pride.
Any ache can’t make me bitter for life.
The decision to let it be bearable,
I shall finally make.

Perhaps, the best suffering lies in
being numb forever!

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