The Unraveling 

Look what I've become 

A shadow of who I was

The truth now shunned

I'm lying to myself

Crafting clever delusions

To hide what I've done

I came undone 

Like threads pulled on a sweater

Now frayed at the seams

Such an eloquent excuse 

A perfectly worded denial

A well-spun ruse

It's not for fun

This precarious high-wire act 

Balancing truth and lies

These games we play

Are minefields strewn with falsehoods 

One misstep detonates

I choose and lose

With every fabrication 

Winning means total defeat

Round and round I run 

Chasing phantoms of my making 

There's no escape from myself

Layer on layer built

A fortress of false narratives 

Truth can't penetrate 

The tangled web weaved 

Ensnares me in its clutches

Too dense to unthread

With every distorted truth

I lose a piece of my soul 

Integrity unwound

My mirror reflects 

A fragmented Picasso portrait 

Who am I anymore?

As the boundaries blur

I forget what's real or not

Living in fiction 

I'm author and actor

Scripting an alternate world

But there's no audience 

This solitary play 

Leaves me lost on the stage 

Spotlight reveals the emptiness

Come take my mask off

See the fractures underneath

Before I shatter completely

Chip away the facade 

Expose the crumbling edifice 

Build me back up whole