Trapped soul

The fading glass it falls to the floor
it shatters to the many many doors
there is a door that wants to take
a soul of trapping to release a mistake

the soul it travels the many a door
it finds its self trapped even more

to release the soul one has to feel
feel with its heart and never ever spill

the soul wasn't trapped all those years ago
it had the emotion of many on the go
back when it was few years old
it was free to come and go without mold

now the soul is trapped again
like the mothers womb
it may never begin
the chance of survival is close to nil

look again at the soul to see only you