What do you think about this poem? How does it make you feel?

Question

When will I learn that disappointment is a way of life?

Not a personal attack on my own being?

When will allow this weight to be lifted?

Or will I follow along, kicking and screaming?

Will I know what I feel is untrue?

Or am I’m distorting my mind’s misconceptions for pleasure?

Is what I feel real or am I mistaken?

Or have I begun a lifelong pursuit of unattainable endeavor?

To be real is to see, to touch and to feel

If not real than this is only a concoction of deadly obsession

But I know what it is, the touch of your skin…

and to have your soul in my possession…

….to let you in…

You swallowed me whole…then you…

And you left me…

And you left me here…

You left me here…

How could you….just disappear?

Answer 1

It sounds quite good as a poem about break-up and the speaker is in a quandary, confused and yearning for good old times.

Well, I sympathize with speaker. He/she is wants to love and be loved again and seeking for warmth as a normal  human being. I feel like encouraging them to just hang on in there sweetie. There's light at the end of the tunnel.