Poem for the J's

Thoughts are racing round and round
like GreyHounds on a track
I try to stop,push them away
it's no good they come straight back
So i guess i will have to face them
face the hurt,and deep despair
but somethings different,i don't know what
until i turn and see you there,
with arms that are wide open
to give a hug that says it all
I know that i am truly safe
I don't hide behind no wall
I don't know how to thank you
for all that you have done
But I hope deep down with all my heart
It'll be by saying the fight is won