#WritcoPoemChallenge
The time between dusk and dawn,
The time between night and morn,
I travel beyond places unknown,
Where smiles and sorrow are born.

With each stride I travel by
The cascading hours of time.
Every second tends to die
With each places left unrhyme.

I let the moments to take me,
Away from this usual place,
Somewhere far as it might be;
Where I can find solace.

And yet I know not where,
The time can lead me to.
I'm stuck in the gutter,
And there's nothing I can do.

The time between dusk and dawn,
The time between night and morn,
I travel beyond places unknown,
Nowhere but in an island, forlorn.