A/N: I haven't played any Silent Hill games even though I'd love to, but I read about James story, how he killed his wife and all, and thought that I might as wall write a short poem about him.
First Silent Hill story, so don't judge too harshly.
The characters belong to the creators of Silent Hill and obviously not to me.
Goodnight
This is what I brought you
This you can keep
This is what I brought
You may forget me
I promise to depart
Just promise one thing
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep
- AFI, prelude 12/22
James' POV
I loved to listen to you playing the piano
Warmth fills me whenever I bring those sorrowful and yet beautiful notes
lingering around me back to my mind
The illness took over you and I slowly watched you die
Whose torment do you think was bigger?
There was no way out for me and no hope for you
We both knew it pretty well
So in the end my actions weren't completely unjustified
But they definitely hurt
They hurt so much that I tried to forget
Forget that I kissed you goodnight on the forehead
Before I killed you with my own hands
(Goodnight)
It was your name and your handwriting in that letter
Calling me back towards Silent Hill
Bringing back old repressed memories
(I didn't kill my wife. She died three years ago from that damn illness.)
And maybe this was your final revenge on me
But nevertheless I responded to your call
To the town you cherished so much
I brought your memory lingering like those almost forgotten notes back to my mind when I killed myself in the town of crows and horror and misery
In the town you cherished so much
And that in the end became my final resting place
(Goodnight)
Now I'll say these haunting words once again
As my conscience drifts closer to you
Goodnight, Mary