At the Crossroads

I hate what I've done to you;
What I'm doing to you.
You deserve more.
I'm sorry I couldn't be that for you.

Just remember all the good times,
On those past days where nothing could go wrong.
Everything was bright; it was just me and...
You.

Please forgive me,
And please don't hate me.
Never did I wish this upon us; our summer should have never...
Ended.
Now we're at our crossroads, about to embark on different journeys.
On this day I say goodbye to our past, and hope for the prospect of a future.

"Sorry"s are worthless, like I should be in your eyes.
That's probably why I have an endless supply.
My last request of you is that as we begin down our separate paths,
We do this hand in hand,
Until the growing distance breaks our grasp.

-MissAsha.

Poem: Morning Lullaby

I watched the sun rise, like fire over the hills
Signaling the start of a new tormenting day.
It spread over the sky, like a plague unleashed
Chasing my beloved crescent in the sky away.


One ray, two rays, three rays, four
Pink, red, orange, gold
Snaking through the dead night sky
Like tentacles out to keep their hold


Rising, floating; courageous sun over moon
The night sky now a thing of the past.
A bright beacon chasing sleep from our eyes
Back to life, to time paced fast.


Waiting for the twelve hours to glide by,
For it to be the moon's time.
Waiting for Crescent to beat Beacon,
For the moon's time to shine.


-MissAsha<3

*I wrote this one morning on my way to school. I'm not exactly a morning person, as you can tell. The only thing on my mind was the next time I'd be able to go to sleep.