The craving of nothing

I am fully alive yet there is no life in me. I speak and silence comes out, I run and here I stand. I am but the shadow of what was. I am full of emptiness, a cup overflowing with the black void above. I was once a star and then imploded and now I devour the very world around me. I am a void that can never be filled, the barren wasteland of life. Please would someone help! I want to feel again, I want the rain to spark some sort of response from me, I'm tired of walking down paths of nothingness and stopping to smell the roses of purposeless. I'm trapped and this is my message in a bottle, would someone out there stumble upon this note.