The Roomination

In a room

With nothing

Just an empty space

Of void magic

A voice that echoes being

And speaks inside a chattering mind

For within these walls of flesh I hide

Like a serpent just along for the ride

This ghost train to nowhere

Turns dreams to dark

And then I awake alone in a room

Life's tomb forever

And where shall I go  in this hollow space

Between screaming birth and the wanning grave

All is silent but for the sound of footsteps

On the roof of life they march to death

But I sit 4 walls and a thought in darkness

Dwelling in hell to find  heaven

Until all realities of life are one

And I am ready to leave the room

And accend to the sun

God willing

A poem by Liam Herdman