Alpha and Omega

Mon, 08/26/2013 - 17:23 -- SicV

I am Alpha and Omega
The beginning
The end

Eloquent, as her words share the breath of life and color
A penchant to live
To survive

Maybe to laugh
Probably love

She suffers in confusion
Thrives in the light
Burns in the darkness

Misanthrope one day
Gregarious on the other
Ephemeral moments

Cannot remember the past
Reflects on the traumatic times

Florid masterpieces - Loves to think
Prosaic words - Hates to understand

Hides a greater meaning
She is mercurial at best

Lost and found
Stuck to the ground

Start to finish
She cannot win this

She struggles every step of the way…



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