Its me 3/11/10

I am no Longer its' gone I am gone I wish I could find it. If I knew where to look I would TO think that I wasn't already obvious and yet know it's not a thought is a thought but yet its gone It's me, Myself and few other it's gone, I'm gone, help ?

My favorite place is now dark and cold. I like the dark and cold. This isn't me. It's never what I wanted SO uninviting, my stomach is turning it feels like the end I know its not ( only proving more torturer) How can it be in me when "it's" gone my only hope is that "its" not permanent What is IT? It's me.

How can something be beating, turning, stabling on the inside. When nothing is there? IS there? There is no relief, inhaling pains as much as exhaling isn't there a break.... there won't be only time? it's MY only time.