Seeking for my rhythm,
Playing with my illusions,
Waiting in the dark-
with luminous stains of pains.

Counting the days without sensation
Needles and threads, they patch my scars
Oh! How I crave for love beneath the empyrean light
That only leads to a rapture of loneliness

I think the first stanza is not that strong compare to others. Plus i added some punctuation marks in the second stanza and i changed few words in the third the rest are perfect, very powerful but this is somehow a little different from your style, your style normally is a meter free that made your poems all extra ordinary.

But of course these are just my opinions and it doesnt mean your poem shine any less as this piece is beyond amazing..