The Crumb

So here I begin

Not without excitement

I feel this won't be

Easy

But I like the twilit world

The traveller is vulnerable and charmed

A distinct aloneness

Sense of doom visits me, but my heart is good

Should I be worried

I am innocent as I press

Further anf further into darkness

At the edge of the picnic

The crumb that got away

Will

I

Find

Home?

Will

I

Find

Home?

Will

I

Find

Home?