Brake Me Not. Poem by maria goodison

I feel your words like a person feel the warth,
I know your worth before you look, as if it was my own.
I cry late at night because I understand the painful loneliness that
clings to your pillow.
And No the pills won't work they take to long and there no
Clue if it will work or not.
I will not promise you that I can do what other have try and lost but my
hand is there and I'll hang on to you till you don't need me anymore,
It's sad but true.
I am and will be there for you, I will take you pain and lend a hand sweep
away your blues.