Black and White paper roses

I linger in the hallway...
eyes closed...
All I can hear are these monsters screaming my name over and over.
Let me stay in here in the woods where I sit...
The breeze blowing through my dark curls...
it's whisphering to me.
As I watch the rain drops fall each one is a story..
They each tell a story...
Just like my dark eyes gave this deep story within..
Running through a field of black and white paper roses.
Dark, gray clouds lingering above...
Laying in the grass in silence..
hearing my heart beat slowly and painfully..
pounding in my head...
watching the sky spin around faster and faster.
Rain drops streaming down my face mixing along with my black tears.
Washing away all of my fears.
What is keeping me here hollow inside?
Is there someone there watching me?
Pulling me down...
My heart still pounding in my head...
bleeding slowly..
Living in this made up world in order to escape and feel less.
I've been laying here for hours..watching the sky fly over me..
I've been swallowed up in the sound of my screaming.
I long for the deep sleep dreaming so then I'm free for a bit.
Laying here in my field of black and white paper roses.
I will lay here until someone helps me up...
...if anyone does that that is.
..if not I'll lay here forever..