Savior or Soldier?

I think of my inner most secrets
And my deepest depression
But It is so easily undetected
My problems of yesterday
Will always haunt me tomorrow
It will dictate every emotion
It seals my heart and my mind
From those who desire it
Unknowingly I build a wall
Pushing them away
Protecting myself from hurt
Also incarcerating myself
Begging to get out
Screaming for help
Pounding on the very wall I built
Praying for someone
To demolish it
And save me
Damsel in distress
Or a woman alone
This organ in my chest
Wants to trust
So many past obstacles
And memories
Makes me forget what trust is
No one to confess my secrets to
Except the one I call a savior
A noble courageous soldier
No lies fall from his lips
Honesty no matter the price
My appreciation is endless
With his patience and virtue
He carries this strong burden
Weighing my soul to the ground
He frees me with his honesty
I wrote this poem a while ago, but I changed the ending today because a certain someone in my life made me change my point of view. He's been a VERY good friend to me and I appreciate him. Most of you that know me may THINK you know who I'm talking about and you couldn't me more WRONG. lol. (Only serious.)