SILENT HILL

The world mirrors me in darkness and light,

glowing across the inevitable time and tide.

Flowing out of my chaotic attire,

I see you across my dreams and desire.

I look at your shadow through time,

wondrous, illustrious, and shining bright,

over a plain blue lake so divine,

a ripple across it makes me fright.

It starts to kill you as it kills me,

to make a contact with your beautiful waters.

For ripples would form a wave that drowns me,

and dissolve your shadow that shines across.

So, I stand in silence watching over you,

like a silent hill gazing at the lake in its lap,

for your waters may shine bright as blue,

while you strike your gaze at the distant map.