By d
Date: 2 December 1998

a million miles away..

cold coffee laced with baileys
almost rids my mouth of the acrid taste
of my beautiful lies

something inside me is waiting to be born

inspiration floods over me and i realize
that i am not simply a poet
or an author
or a woman

i am a beast

comfort tumbles from your lips
as i hear your static guilt
oh, love, i can read you like a book

mercy fails me
and i'm tempted to tell you
how transparent i feel
and how stability is such a lie

there are things inside me
that no one knows
oh, love, not even you

i call you darling in my mind
but never out loud
maybe thats why i can't tell you now
that i'm always going to be a million miles away