Nakigahara

Spring colors that go mad in peace, if they can be forgotten, I can sink my eyes into the beauty of decay and laugh at the fact that I am alone, the spring colors kept as a third breed, I hold my breath and swim through the mud, flapping my feet as I drown, just as I imagined, I could have easily inflicted damage on them with my dominant hand, killing this boring reality, burying my name

Rotten roots shake the water's surface, I listen to the creaking of the gears that turn distortedly, am I going mad in a beautiful way? Everything is taboo in the shallow sea, so dirty that it could be mistaken for freshness

Goodbye, falling into the darkness of lawlessness Goodbye, this is the end

Tears, a rain of wailing, overflowing every time I face the emptiness, the words I write blur, tears that will eventually dry up, killed by the silence, I lose my mind at the end of stepping on the shadows

Rotten roots sway the water's surface, the gears turning distortedly make a creaking sound, and I throw myself into it, realizing that it's similar to that

Tears, a rain of wailing, overflowing as I face the emptiness of my life. Tears blur the words I write. Tears scatter with loneliness. If I live in silence, I'll carve them so I can never laugh again

There is a me who loved you There is a me who gazed upon you There is a me who longed for you There is a me who lost you There is a you who loved me There is a you who gazes upon me There is a you who destroyed me There is a you who stole me There is a you who killed me