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.