I can't fully express myself in words but i can in a story:

What does one do when they don't see the Light at the end of the tunnel anymore, or their guiding torch has left their heart. What does one do when they really desire to get out, make something of their life, enjoy it, Love it, but cannot get through the darkness within the maze. What does one do when they lose all they've loved to do during the seemingly never ending maze. Do you just travel on touch, feeling the walls? Travel on sounds of million distant voices? Or just give up? How is this possible when so much is expected from you, and you've been doing nothing but the best one could do for everyone. Ive lost too much along the way, too much of the things that helped me and guided me in here. But the heavy load seems to stay bound around my chest with a thousand ratched straps. It makes it hard to breathe and stay on pace, falling behind others in the race to the open world. People have said they want to help me, but once they see whats on my back, they turn around. And I'm in darkness once again. It's a never ending spiral. The maze revolves around itself. but when you can turn right, you just end up in another one, like a fractal image.

I just need a little light, and i can find my way, please.