Fault Lines

She never asked for anything, went without

Foolishly believing

Her pain was visible

That though she was in desperate need

She was denied

As she was unworthy.

The fault first lies 

In her faith

That all hearts were like her own

Able to recognize the pain

That comes with mere existence

Within a world 

Prone to greed & aspirations

Enough to make the gods tremble

Kindred spirits seldom come together

As the world is threatened by their hope

She felt hers waning

A full moon lost

Behind chem trails & excess

Numb was never the answer

And sometimes

The cure hurts more

Than the disease

Shutting down kept her breathing

Yet you could never mistake it for life.

Natasha Head