Ghost in a shell

I feel that I'm nothing
But a ghost in a shell
And that's how it has
Always been anyways

But so far I never felt
Lost in the trappings
That made up my shell
It's loosened now a bit

Success makes the shell
Stronger and resilient
While it's an utter failure
Which brings the cracks

My dreams and visions
That made up my identity
Reality has now shattered
Now remain compromises

I survived even if the mess
But that reinforces the loss
Of all the things cherished
The broken shell has cracks

This shell which I thought
Was me was an illusion
And through the cracks
I can get glimpses beyond

Of time eternal ever-present
Nullness that ever permeates
Little that remains of myself
Seeking the final dissolution