I gaze my way among the Myosotis, holding my collar and my dagger. My eyes rest in the back of my mind and my heart thumps louder than the speechless words I utter under my breath, the wind pushes my hair in the direction of the late spring winds dancing their way east to the horizon.
I stand restless and done in the garden heart cold but still burning. I pull my white name tag off knowing that wasn't even my true name only the western one that was given to me when I entered the asylum.
Oh Life. What is it, truly? Mine, is a life of grief and utter blue. The shades of my life fortuned upon my the Myosotis I was burdened by as it held onto my name clawing it's way into my fate.
From the second I was on this planet I have gone through the things my parents left behind for me to suffer through, Thou thy are created to suffer what others have left for them. To hold them accounted for another's sins is the greatest sin, which is normally overlooked.
So now, As I stand in this Myosotis field, the only place I call home. The wistful yet dead air brushes and bristles across my face as I stand still.
"Is this peace?" I ask myself.
My name is Myo Tsukiyama (澪月島）, pronounced "Mio," and I'm 19 turning 20 well in a month, I think? My life is far from peaceful and well I guess peace isn't a thing made for me so maybe I should just end it all, huh?!
I mean I've literally locked myself up in that mental institute thinking I'd get better. But no, oh no, even the bloody mental institute isn't out to help me!
"Oh woe is me." I sigh.
As I stand hair breezing into my face on this island my parents named me after, pondering and questioning what life had for me ahead. For once in my life the world wasn't blurry and fast paced, scary and daunting. Finally, here on this fated Myosotis field I felt true peace.
I stare onto the horizon and breath warmly, I know these are going to be the last few moments of peace I have but it's worth it.
I bring the gun to my head and slide my fingers down the trigger with a smile on my face, knowing that this beautiful landscape is the last thing I'll see.
And I smile.