Red pen

So I picked up my red pen off the bedroom floor and began to write:

Forwards or Backwards

Sometimes we all get lost

stumbling through the dark

though it can depend on just how lost

if you can find that lightening spark.

Something that can bring you back

fighting to find your way

laying down an empty track

paved by a sunshine ray.

Someone who could hold your hand

or offer you a smile

just a quiet conversation

to amuse your mind a while.

Somewhere things are going well

or the opposite you'll find

just take a moment, time to dwell

it's a questioning of the mind.