Slow March

Won’t you say what you mean
Lately I’ve been staring cross-eye'd just to see
What it is that’s in your heart
A place so tucked away it’s hidden from yourself
What does it take to be at peace
To accept the things that linger out of reach
I wish you’d say what’s on your mind
I feel a slow march towards a dark place all the time
Say what you mean
Is it time to leave?
Say what you mean
Say the thing I can’t