Nothingness

No wonder. Things change. No permanence.
Is there something that stands as real? Something that's not fake?
I feel the emptiness within. The hollowness. The feeling persists.
Yes.
I know it won't change. What was there will just be a memory.
Those pieces, broke. I know they'll hurt. Always.
Help, for i can't bear it anymore. Save, for i can't fake anymore.
Come, for i can't live alone anymore.
I see it all fading. I hear nothing, but the silent symphony. And it kills me from within.
I know i'll leave all this and move with time.
But this will be my own place. My fears, my love, my strengths, my weakness and the nothingness.
The nothingness within me.