Silent Hill.
a poem.

Summary - Wait for me in this city...
Warnings - None.
Game basis - Based off of mostly all the games, no real strong connections, but some hints at Silent Hill 4.
Status - Finished.


Silent Hill.

Wait for me in this city,
Where demons of your creation
Or perhaps someone else's regrets and fears are
Generated and brought to life;
The creatures of Hell roam again.

Wait for me in this city,
As the mist flows in
And you no longer see the creatures...
Maybe.. if you listen,
You can hear their noises.
The sounds of the Damned.

Wait for me in this city,
But beware!
Bring a loved one and
You might never see them again...
Listen for their screams.

Wait for me in this city,
Where death surely lies...
The dead come back for revenge,
Against the innocent or the damned.
Their eyes... Once so full of fear -
Of the life they once had... -
Now so dead,
And full of hatred and vengeance.

Wait for me in this city,
Where hellish creatures wait,
Where the mist hides the truth,
Where the screams echoe,
Where your death surely lies,
Where their vengeance is everywhere... -
Wait for me...

In Silent Hill.


Originally Written - 5-26-07; 5-27-05, 2:09am.
Revised - 7-7-07

So, it was around when I went to my eldest brother's (and favorite brother), Max's, house and I rent Silent Hill 4 to go home with. I didn't make it very far, but it was quite fun and I hated those stupid ghost things that came out of the walls. But, surprisingly, Silent Hill 4 inspired me to write this poem.

Yeaah. Sorry if it's icky.

Reviews would be luh-ovely.

Should I make more Silent Hill poems and make this into a SH poetry thing?

- i should know who i am by now