Journey of a Tear

A tear is a torrent Welled up from within Flowing emotion From beginning to end From either side of the spectrum Could they come about Happiness or heartache It's just too hard to tell Dismissed by so many Understood by so few Leaving when dried up Or after filling a pool Their lack of existence Doesn't mean all is well Could the heartache be over Has the last one just fell Be it one, be it two Be it one thousand and three They can flow like a river Or rage like a sea No less thought in the first No less pain in the last Coming at times They just can't be masked They all leave a footprint As they hit the ground From puddles to pools They don't make a sound