In reference to the first poem posted:
It's a poignant poem indeed. It draws you into an atmosphere of longing and helplessness...also helplessness between the relationship of the people. How one is holding on, yet in the end, they just need to let go...and move on. It's the end of it.
However, in the first section, though it is free verse, it doesn't seem like a poem. More like a journal, and you are just writing down your feelings. It's not too consistent or flowing; free verse or any poem, in my opinion, seem to have fluent, consistent rhythm, and somes times it come off a bit stagnant and dry.
IE.-'I don't know how much longer I can handle this
Maybe it's obsession, maybe it's love
It doesn't matter, the future is blank...'
It's blunt...and lacks fluidity. It's as if someone just jotted it down in a diary.
I think the second section is the best and most moving. Keep writing like that; I skimmed your other poems which I think shine brighter than this one, yet still have this issue on occasion.
It needs some polishing, but is a nice concept and exudes emotion.