Things In Me Have Changed, a villanelle

Things in me have changed severely
One might miss those things oh so dearly
And, well, I should have held them to my heart
so near and dear
Your tears of sadness and fear I see but do not
seem to hear

How can this have come to pass
That once I was moved to gentle prose
By such a lovely young lass, it is clear and true
Things in me have changed severely

Even in the light of day with its warming rays
Do i feel the least bit lighter
But all the more the light within does disappear
Your tears of sadness and fear I see but do not
seem to hear

O'er the years I have been sent abroad
O'er the years I have witnessed too much death
So much so that it has, perhaps like a disease, begun to eat the
healthy psyche away
Things in me have changed severely

In cuts me deeply, though it is into numbed emotional flesh,
To see, but not feel, the hurt in one I love so dearly
Things in me have changed severely
Your tears of sadness and fear I see but do not
seem to hear