Broken Relationship, Empty House

Once my heaven, now my coffin
Once my everything, now my nothing
Once my joy, now my despair
Once my safety, now my scare
Once my life, now my slow suicide
Once my peace, now my spike in the side
Once my pride, now my embarrassment
Once my minder, now my harrassment
Once my health, now my disease
Once my tranquility, now my unease
Once my reason, now my excuse
Once my comfort, now my abuse
Once my enjoyment, now my bore
Once my pleasure, now my chore
Once my escape route, now my dead end
Once my honesty, now my pretend
Once my rainbow, now my stormy skies
Once my truth, now my lies
Once my vision, now my haze
Once my youth, now my dying days
Once my achievement, now my humiliation
Once my pomp, now my dilapidation