Not happy

I'm not happy. The light at the end of the tunnel is getting dimmer. The mood is gloomy. I see no hope. I doubt even if hope still exists. Instead of encouraging signs, I hear sniggers and howling noises that sends a shiver to my spine. I'm either flushed or am indeed drowning in this pool of freezing cold water. Should I persevere? I might not even be able to sustain life. The worst will be when the tunnel is finally block by boulders.