Don't think I do not feel;because you see no tears. A river rages deep inside of grief, and loss, and fears. Don't think 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 wont see the pain; or notice how my hands will shake, or how I've gone insane. Every time I think of him, my heart is ripped asunder. The loss I feel is mine alone. you will not see my thunder.