Confused

The dark surrounded me, taking me hostage. No matter how hard I try to fight, it just persists to take me away. I fight stronger, struggling, my air is heavy but short, but it's engulfing me like quick sand. I scream but I make no sound. My hope is falling short, as my mussels start to give out. It's so warm, almost comforting, welcoming.
"Should I welcome the darkness, give up and let it take me?"
"Would it be quitting?"
"I can't quit, but I can't win."
My head started to burn as my thoughts combusted in my mind.
The feeling of being lost was over whelming, the need for comfort increased. The stinging of my heart grew as his face flashed in my mind. I gasped for air ,my voice cracked as I panted, begging for air.
But the air was not coming, an other darkness was taking me, was I dying, was I dying be for. Where am i?  why do I feel like this. something cold and wet trailed down what i think was my face. i tried to lift my hand to feel but i was paralized. "why couldnt i feel?" was i crying. and why?
SUndelly with brut force i was yanked from where ever i was. I could feel the weights lift off my shoulders. light was coming from out side of my eye lids . I tried to open them but faild unsucesfully. Confusion has a weird fellinng . Not knowing what is hapening,even to your self.
I could see light through my eyelids. I could feel the warmth consume ,my body. Was i being welcomed?