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