Analysis of Stones

Lost and confused living in this nightmare which I call my life,
 my world is crumbling one stone at a time.
Just as I think this nightmare is ending,
 it comes alive with even more force than before.
 All of the stones have names and as I look closer,they have faces too. Sooner or later, the stones will destroy themselves
 or will it be me that destroys the stones?
 As my eyes begin to open, I realize that the pile of stones is falling.
 Falling straight at me. I can't run nor can I hide.
 Wherever I go they are there.
 And soon they close in around me until I no longer know
 where one ends and another begins. They close in around me,
 closer and closer to where I can no longer breathe.
 In this instance, I realize it is me that destroyed the stones
 and in the process, destroyed myself.