White Lies

Riddled with shame and garnished with pain,
I'm drowning in this putrid disease.

Being the architect of my own demise,
the deep self loathe comes as no surprise.

Line by line, I write my obituary,
decaying from within,
the cracks begin to show.

Facades that fit adorn my wall.
My crown of shit, I hope you never behold.

Desperately trying to maintain my sane,
I've become another statistic
and have only myself to blame...