suffering

I'm suffering.
Wasting away in this cold dark place.
don't really mind it.
But images play in my head make it like a living nighmare.
There is a small candle giving some light but what will happen when it dies or the frosty breeze blows it out.
Where will I be then?
Will i even be alive or sane then?
Will i ever find my way out?
Or shall i fade away till no one remembers me and i'm just a shadow.
Is there even any one out there now?
Looking to bring me back?