Splat

One single tear slowly rolls down a soft pale cheek

Leaving a glistening stream in its wake

Time stands still, as the tear makes its opulent debut

One single molecule slips through

2 parts hydrogen one part oxygen,

all parts emotion; as it cascades down to earth

Plop, the bead shape shifts into a lifeless puddle drifting into the abyss

One single tear, bears its own individual story full of misery and fear

Fear of the unknown, fear of being alone

The tear releases itself as a cry for help

A silent plea for someone anyone to show they understand and care

Yet no one answers the call

No one hears the symphony of pleas all welled up in the single soluble tear

The drop of water dissolves in an instant

another desolate victim releases their silent cry for help

remaining unheard for eternity