Fake Love

She looked at me dissapointed, and she doesn't want to talk.
She said that this is our last moment contacting our eyes to eachother, and the first step to her long walk.

Stood there with my mind stunned, not believing anything that just happened. Watching her walking away like this is hard to accept, and yet my reflex on action hasn't been sharpened.

I'm not caring about anything anymore, the world is just a piece paper to me. Something that floats away so easily, yet something so related to a degree of accuracy.

Guess there's only one way to find out, one step to take.
Walking away without any doubt.

A long walk to something very important, something that'll set my mind free.
Dangerous and inexplicable, I know. But nothing will be stopping me.

Walking through the mountains through all these passages.
Getting lost like a lab-rat, without any cheese to smell. Forgetting everything I've worked hard for over the years, hoping not to get enclosed in something that could be a living hell.

Mother told me that she's a troubled child, that she didn't know where to go.
Hands in my pockets, quenching for dryness. All these things I didn't know.

I told mother to not be worrying about me. Because I'll be back home soon for sure. But never have I thought that this was a hard one, everything suddenly became a blur.

Blacking-out and crawling in the forest, without any liquids to drink.
Can't believe this is worth the search for her. The ship inside of me began to sink.

I'm left here without energy, or food or maybe the gut to continue.
She's gone forever, can't believe it man. What the hell am I going to do?!

Sorry mother, there's no hope for me. My whole body became indisposed. Hope you can hear me and understand what I'm saying to you, cause you're the one I love the most.

Time
Going by so fast, with me laying there like traffic-jam.
So I guess this is goodbye my dear,
should've known your love was just a sham.

Pretty good. Original idea, and you used an interesting, somewhat narrative tone.
There are some inconsistencies I'd fix up. You need to make it clear whose perspective you're writing from and so what kind of voice you what to use. For example, in the first parts of the poem it seemed you were using third person, although you suddenly jumped to addressing the "she" of the poem, and you inserted yourself very actively into the piece to the point where you were writing in the first person.
Some of the rhyming didnt work, such as the fourth and fifth stanzas. Though I did find the overall rhythm played out quite well.
You tend to overuse commas. For example, why do you need one after "Been"? It interrupts the flow.
So overall quite nice, but it could be a much stronger piece.

She's in it for the rain, God knows she is.
She's what made the clouds go away,
make sure you don't miss
-ouuut

First two lines make a strong, if enigmatic, beginning. You might want to take out the extra 'u's in "out" and move it up a line; otherwise, this looks like a song transcribed into text so we can understand how it's supposed to be sung.

Been,
walking through the mountains, passing through the passages.
Look over everything around, asking myself where the hell she is.

I know she ran away but, what could've possibly scared her?
Couldn't be the ice-capades, she always liked the sphere there.

It did seem weird that there was what appeared to be a POV switch, and it's good that the "I" and the "she" are tied together in this part. but after this 'she' doesn't come up very often, even if you start out with her. If you worked this mysterious she into the rest of the poem - not everywhere, but whatever parts are most connected to her - it would give the poem more of a cohesive feeling and keep the reader from getting confused.

Mom told me she was a loner, which made me sad to know.
But nothing stopped me from getting up, to pick up my arrow and bow.

arrow + bow = cupid?
with the she and the later 'heart' that's what it makes me think of.
The structure of this poem is getting kind of wearing; rhyming couplets are very hard to do well. Doesn't mean you shouldn't try. They tend to be sing-songish and when you combine that with a very regular sentence/punctuation structure it can get awkward. Ending most of the lines on a full-stop makes this stilted in places, as does having the comma right in the middle of most lines. Variation with rhyming couplets is important, to keep the rhyme from being forced (like the second line of this couplet is very inverted to get the rhyme to work -- sure, poetic liscence, but you do want to avoid making things overly convoluted and awkward).

I'll hunt and be hunted. Get injured, and cure.
Please mom, dont worry about me. I'll be back home for sure.

Walk and walked
Sing and sang.
Country to country, everyday's a new slang.

again, be careful of making it stilted. "everyday's a new slang" - might want to reword that, but the idea is a cool one, and gives an original touch to the middle of this.

Overall: a good start, but be careful of forcing the rhyme. Also: some of the ideas are a bit abstract; if things were described more and we could get a better idea of the "you" the poem is addressing, that would help. Is "she" the "you"? How do these people relate to each other? There's another story here besides the journey, and it could be an interesting one that really adds to the poem if detail is paid attention to.

Hi! Welcome it says your a new member. Um as for your poem I thought you used a lot of periods and commas. Some of the rhyming didn't work I agree but overall good job. And Welcome to YWS

My primary issue with this is flow. Read it aloud. You'll find yourself rushing thrugh it in parts--those are the parts that need to be trimmed syllablicly [w00t for poetic critiquer's license ]. But you've got a foundation with this; now work with it