Times up. Now its hard to imagine I once called this place my home. 
Its hard to imagine that I once called this empty space my home. 
Now its just another place I want to forget. Good times were always 
followed by bad ones. But I guess thats just the way the world keeps turning. 
Nothing gold will ever stay... Sometimes I wish Id never wake again. 
But when its all said and done ill never look back. 
and when it [bad word] undone nothing will be left of me. 
Weeding out my wrongs in hopes of better sleep but nothing ever 
seems enough to rest these heavy eyes. Apologies and regret 
have filled my heart. These feelings are unbearable. 
Nothing gold will ever stay. 
It was only a matter of time before my past came back around to haunt me. 
And I can only blame myself