Jaded Poem by GoodGuy Lost

*just alittle poem i thought of this morning: please comment, i enjoy any feedback, good or bad.*

i awoke six months ago, melancholy as always,
i was feeling pissed, because my heart was ablaze
with emotions so hot, so real
i felt i would die from the very feel
of these powerful forces, welling up in my chest,
i wanted to face them, they brought out my best
but i couldnt, because i was unsure of love,
love that came from some force high above
i felt unfulfilled, but yet hopeful, my heart rushed,
when i got a 'no' (yet again) , i felt crushed
so i awoke, two weeks ago, brooding and grieving,
my heart couldnt take it, my chest was heaving...
i broke away, and left my soul on the floor
i bared all and begged for more
than just a 'no', an explanation maybe?
of why i wasnt good enough to call her baby.
i fell all at once silent
and i walked away, soul defiant.
so i awoke a week ago, and felt nothing for the first time....
i should have been happy but i wasnt, my tongue tasted acrid, like lime.
i felt nothing since then, and i wondered why my passions had faded....
it took a good friend telling me for me to realize... i am jaded.