#WritcoPoemChallenge
The time between dusk and dawn,
The time between night and morn,
I travel beyond places unknown,
At times get bewitched,
At times get mislaid .

As I go on my way,
the world falls apart.
Somedays the sun looks dim,
Somedays the moon is missing.
As days go by,
I hold on to another day.
Feel as if there's no tomorrow ,
and can't find my way out.
At such times I just whisper,
to the dark, so profuse,
"somehow, I'll find my way to you"