Still a tear fall

[heslopian]

A single tear falls through the ages of time and dust
Still it falls
Deep into the spiralling abyss
The eye it fell from
Long has returned to dust
The woman who shed this tear
Once sat in her doorway
Wishing, hoping, fearing
For a truth that should neither be revealed or hidden
But it was Was what? Revealed or hidden?
The car pulled slowly up the street
Its paint, black with the dread it held I don't think you need this or the following commas.
The door opened, lined with red cloth
The man slowly stepped forward
His chest decorated with the blood of men
Everything blurred, everything but that man and the car
She could hear nothing, but her heart and breath
That wish was not granted
That hope had faded
That fear
That fear was standing in front of her
A tear falls from her eye
Still it falls
And still it will fall
Into the spiralling abyss
Until it finds the man
It fell for


Thanks Is this part of the poem?

I really like the concept of this poem. It's an elegantly executed story with gentle metaphors and images. Critique is JMHO. Thanks for the read.