Question Marks

This came to me in a sleep-like state. Started as random babblings. Changed it to fit.

Question Marks

Dead emotions of my weary soul
Eat away at my angry heart
And as time flies it takes its toll
Left with only question marks

Like acid slowly it consumes
Left with nothing but the pain
Paranoia of certain doom
In my mind I play these games

White of the walls oh how it taunts
Leaving me in supreme confusion
I wonder what it really wants
Maybe its just a delusion

I study my appearance
Oh how I hate my skin
Tear it off, slow bloody clearance
Of the pain I hide within

What is wronge with me?
Why do I feel like this?
Maybe I'm going crazy
Give me your poison kiss

I don't have to run away
I don't want to hide
I've got my own space
Hidden inside my mind