Remedy

You have your way, I have mine
But who knows where they're taking us, just hop up on that greyhound bus, and get myself away; no, I'm not here to stay, I'm here to say, that's not today
Tomorrow is another day, but who knows if that's one to dread
I wish that I could sleep for days, avoid the demons in my head
But in my sleep, I see their eyes; I'm fucked up, yes, it's no surprise
Or maybe so: I guess I see
It's obvious you don't know me
But then I know, obviously,
There's more than one that I could be
To you, it may be simple, but
It's deeper than it seems at first
I could be heading for the worst
Of times, the best may be behind
The diamonds in the sky, my mind
Is desperate, it's about to burst
No moment's peace, a devil's curse
Of constant screaming, dawn til dusk:
I need escape, a cure, I must
Keep searching, though it never lasts
The mirror bleeds with shattered glass
And in my head, my senses freeze
I need a dose of something, please
A remedy to cure this numbness,
Tell me, how have I become this
Cold? Of course, it comes with truth,
If this is it, then what's the use
Of feeling anything, a spark
cannot warm up my frozen heart, and I am done, I'll stay on ice. Alone, I'll search for paradise: a destination in my mind, my remedies can help me find a point where I can almost touch, but never reach. A sigh, and such a shame because I'll never leave; my only option is to deceive myself. And chained up in these locks, my mind becomes my paradox.