Don't Think I Do Not Grieve
Don't think i do not feel:
because you see no tears.
A river rages deep inside
of grief, and loss, and fears.
Just because I do not cry now,
don't think my heart's not broken
I keep inside the misery
of words not to be spoken.
Sometimes I smile, or crack a joke
so you won't see the pain:
or notice how my hands will shake,
or how I've gone insane.
Each time I chance to think of her/him
my heart is ripped asunder.
The loss I feel is mine alone.
You will not see my thunder