Justin Rink Poet I do not know?

Trapped

The tears roll down my face 
I am trapped in this dark place 
No one cares about me 
I walk this world and the things I see 
I have looked for an exit, but none are around 
I have listened for even the smallest sound 
There is nothing, everything is no more 
I live with my shadows, in a place with a locked door 
I have looked and searched for the key 
But in my own darkness I can not see 
And now I can hear your call 
As I hear your footsteps from the brick wall 
I have seen you out my cell before 
But you just pass by my prison door 
I have seen into your tear filled eyes 
I can see pass your pain, fears, and lies 
You have hear my screams and you don't care 
I know you could help this life I can't bare 
But maybe it is all for the best 
Maybe I'm not meant to love and this is part of a test 
Or maybe I was meant just for other to hate 
And this is my destiny, my fate 
This is the thing that I most fear 
Knowing it, but never wanting to hear

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