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.
(Author Unknown)
