Aokigahara

Once the forest became well known,

More of the troubled came.

The ground was often littered in bone.

Those who sought to be alone

Would pass into this cursed domain

Once the forest became well known.

Here their souls erode like stones.

The troubled would shed their pain

On ground often littered in bone.

Locals spoke in lowered tones

About that place of shame

Once the forest became well known.

They traveled here on their own

To free themselves of fame.

Once the forest became well known,

The ground was often littered in bone.