Mark Russell Poet Narrative

Take It All Back

Sometimes the world just takes its toll.
The pieces remaining are parts of my soul.
I can’t see all I have only what it is I lack.
This becomes the time to take it all back.

My mind does wander as I dream a lot.
Looking for something but not what I got.
Sometimes the train just goes off the track.
This becomes the time to take it all back.

The night grows darker it’s harder to see.
The moon and stars are a beacon to me.
They glisten and sparkle on waters below.
The way to the light they seem to show.

I toss and I turn  I am unable to sleep.
The still water ahead has gotten too deep.
The granite on the façade starts to crack.
This becomes the time to take it all back.

Time keeps going it shall leave you behind.
Always a constant that burdens my mind.
Even the gray seems to fade into black.
This becomes the time to take it all back.

Some days appear to better than others.
The walls close in my spirit it smothers.
I seem to fall back in my race with the pack.
This becomes the time to take it all back.

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