Bleeding Rose

The world seems to spin as my heart quickens. Leaving me feeling light headed and flustered. Muffled voices floating around in the air. Only allowing faint huffs of breath to be heard. Trying to concentrate becoming harder with each passing moment. I feel the movement of the road beneath me each bump signaling that we are getting farther from the city towards what can only be my worse nightmare. I lean my head back on the floorboard of the trunk letting the darkness overtake me awaiting my never ending hell.