A decision hungering for heart
The firstborn of its kind
Has left the mind
Ravaged

The World is pooled around me now
I notice more 
And more and more this becomes
An opposite of what should be 

There is no walking away
From this
So my mind is mad 
At the courage of my heart 

My
Undoing
Began at the beginning
Defending the should-be defender

All I gave, all it took
There it was, their rain
Always asking 
Never, ever answering 

I think I thought 
It fed me to feed
Now I am fat of myself 
And starved of them

I must stand
Born under some mandate
To remain flexed at the ready 
But for this 

As I am organic
Cracking apart, waning with each moment
I cannot stay
Staid

For this story
And to tell it
With due care and congeniality 
I must sit