Sweet surrender

You can't always get what you want, but if you try sometimes, you get what you don't really need.
So simple,yet so very complicated. Instruction manual included.
There is no blaming finger, what can I expect if a pro at running this piece of equipment didn't even see it breaking down.
Alone is the place to heal. There I can be the true me (as I see myself).
I know the symtoms, hell I invented them.
The feeling took me by suprise, Hadn't felt it in so very long. My old friend.
It can't be talked through, can't be caressed away, a kiss won't soothe the hurt, and none of you will ever understand it, and I'm glad that you won't.
It's mine, about the only thing I have that is really only mine.
There is only one remedy that can help me through the yuck, being alone, with my deamons. They are the only ones who truly understand me. And when I talk to them they always agree with me. It's the only place where I am always right.
When will the outside world stop trying to save me from myself? It's not worth the trouble, trust me I know.....myself