I am, Nothing

Where does this dark end?
I can’t see light, nor can I pierce through to it,
No end to the suffering for me,
Sometimes, I think of what I could be,
And what we could be,
My life is fast passing, beautiful essence to faded counterfeit,
And then there’s you, perfect in the light,
A flawless face,
What am I?
Nothing.
I have nothing, and I have not the love, of your father,
I am nothing to you.