A World In A Tear Drop Poem by Peter Vector

In each tear drop,
Another one falls.
A world where,
She could have been yours,
You could have thought before you acted,
Or you just decided not to say what had been said.

Is it the 'Road Not Taken',
Or the path that was never meant to be,
For you or me?

This world we live in,
It gives us chances.
Ones we make; others we break,
But in my mind, it happens for,
A reason.

You reading this now,
Is no mere chance of random chaos...
No, you weer going to read this...
This is what you were meant to do,
And maybe more, who knows?

I do not claim, to even know,
What lies ahead for myself,
But in every tear drop,
I see them,

A world where we didn't make,
All those mistakes.
They fall to the ground,
And shatter,
The droplet,
That world,
Your world,
Our world,
The people around you,
And the perfect plan your life was meant to be...

Some say crying is a sign of weakness;
I say crying is the only way to see,
The effect your life on this world can be.