Blackened state

I haven't moved in what feels like a century.
I can not see.
Am I awake or asleep?
I can not tell.
My legs can not bend nor my arms fold.
I can not feel the warmth of the sunlight or bask in the moonlight.
Where am I?
I do not know.
I want to call for help but my throat feels full of sand.
I want to breath but my lungs will not expand.
I'm in a dark hole.
One that I can not escape from on my own.
But oddly, I find myself in a comfortable state.
I don't want to move.
I don't want to leave.
Maybe just this once, I'll drift off...
Into the dark.