Where am I?

It is rainy here tonight.  I have spent to much time in the sun and I am tired.  But worst of all, I am alone tonight.  I hate this feeling.  I am all too familiar with it and I hate our friendship.  It is a darkness, an emptiness that I would do anything to shed.  It is a cloak, a wall that separates me from the land of the living.  How do I cross over?  Where am I?  Who will find me?  Who am I?  There are times when I want to be by myself.  But loneliness is an evil that is as wise as the ages and am I convinced that it must be overcome if we are to feel alive.  Soon, I hope, I will be part of the land of the living.  Because now I feel like a shadow.  A mere passing event of little significance.  Soon.  Maybe soon.