Life Or Game

I see the light through faded vision I see times' flight in this faceless prison Scorned by death yet banished from life In stasis somewhere beyond day and night Somewhere I am but nowhere it be Nowhere can I be alive or dead you see I hear the sound of the babbling brook I hear bird song as evening comes I feel the wind pass through my soul I taste the rain and feel the snow Though sight I have no paned window I see the movement and feel the shapes I watch the sounds and colours escape For they can pass through this place They can find a peace some way For I know not of what deal I made I expected peace when I found my grave But I can not live or die in this life or game.