My Thanks Poem by Anna gerlitz

I feel the tears,
There coming again,
Why won't it stop,
The pain I feel.

There is one person,
Who helps me everyday,
He doesnt know it,
Its not who you think it is.

Those words he writes,
There so radical,
I trust him,
I tell him everything.

He's the only one who,
See's my poems,
He feels my pain,
I feel his,

I wish I could thank him,
Face to face,
But he is to far away,
So this is my thanks.