Anyone want to take a moment to Critique?

My life had mended
Old wounds healed
Warm, safe, secure
Till your words revealed
An emptyness
so complete
It encompassed
all of me.
The adventure gone
Passions quenched
Locked away
Within this trench
Empty, Alone, afraid
Now I stand
Cold and miserable
Aware of what
The past has done
And yet no healing
Can I find
And still I cry
Within my mind.