Silent Hill is now out for my psp and my muse has returned. So being in an exceptionally good mood I have decided to get more stories and poems up on this site. Should have more Bad Day at the Office up soon. This poem describes Harry's first alley encounter. Very memorable scene for many people. Enjoy. Please R&R. TTFN.
Cheers
Wolf

Heart of Darkness

I’m not sure where I am,

Maybe I hit my head too hard,

Its cold and its dark,

My lighter fights a losing battle,

The darkness hangs on the walls,

Like the towns burial shroud,

The air is filled with sirens,

And a smell like rotting meat assaults my nose,

It becomes clear I am in a necropolis,

Bodies lie in the alley like decorations,

The darkness is no dressing,

This is its home,

A place of tortured souls,

Where the hell is my Cheryl?

My mind screams with worry,

My mouth follows when I see the demons,

Small headless lumps of flesh,

Impossible things with blade fingers,

One strikes me and I drop the lighter,

It is a mixed blessing,

I can’t see their forms,

I feel blindly in the dark,

Running by endless fences,

Feeling for an exit that simply isn’t there,

I am in the heart of darkness,

It wants me,

It wants her,

I won’t let it have either of us,

Stabbing pains and ghoulish cries beg to differ,

I feel the stabbing pain of their blades,

It is nothing to the fear I feel,

Running as hard as I can,

Endless fences bar my way,

They surround me,

I have failed you Cheryl,

I am sorry,

Harsh light nearly blinds me,

A second chance greets me,

The only angel in this hellish place,

God is here and she has armed me,

My path is clear from this run down café,

I must go back into the necropolis,

I must retrieve my light,

The only light in this place,

The heart of darkness,

Huh?

Radio?

What’s up with that radio?