I witness the decay.
I watch it turn from life to grey.
I gather crumbs of bliss.
I curse myself for wanting this.
Some say life should be cherished.
As if it were a gift, brought to you and no one else.
Who built this lie?
I live beyond your sight.
I bear the voice of silenced cries.
I hopelessly descend.
I long to face the end.
There is a place away from this, where I belong.
I leave the past behind and journey across the seas.
Along the mountainsides enfeebled, I exceed.
As if predestined, I can feel it calling me.
The path that waits behind the mist, impatiently.
My destination's at its end and so I kneel,
to let Aokigaharas' force make use of me.
Suicide forest,
captive, bewitched.
Suicide forest,
life-ending peace.
Bound to bear the chains of disbelief I curse my kind.
d**h is all I long for as I tread across the line.