Silent Hill: Dismember The Days
Poem 19: Eileen, The Neighbor With A Decay
Noxious, little flies swarm my house.
I'm a living reign of terror.
Negligent, alarming larva diet on louse.
I can see his body in there!
A stiletto peril eyes my injury.
I flirted with lifeless fog.
A prompt dines with animosity.
I lost my love in smog!
Drench me in your impaired delay.
My time is turning defunct.
Can't you tell I'm wasting away?
I am full of wane and out of luck!
…He tries to hold me. His touch is dainty.
And his words are attempted comfort. This, however, will remain to hurt.
I'm a dying, degenerated mortal.
His intentions are late.
And his inanimate form goes through a weeping portal.
So, I sit and wait.
I sit…just a transparency of Eileen, the neighbor with a decay.
END: POEM NINETEEN
This one was somewhat difficult. I like it, but I feel I made it too vague. I like making my poems mysterious and use a lot of metaphors, similes, or just an indirect message, but this one was very well secretive. I based it on the fact that the more wounded she gets the more 'decayed' she appears. I figured this out when playing the Forest World the 2nd time around and finding myself constantly killed by Walter. So instead of waiting for her to catch up I just left her there until I collected all of the limbs. I went back for her to find that she had gotten slower and more useless. I hate it when in video games you need to baby sit. Anyway, henceforth this poem was born!
Hope you enjoy it! I did. Thank you!