More poems by Parker Kilgannon

Yeah...No.

I am empty, and dead, and-
Who am I kidding
It's not like you care
You never have

Here I am,
Sitting in a bubble of anger
And there you are
A world of a room away

It's not like I don't hear you
I just choose to ignore who you are
To block out you painful words
Because you can't seem to accept me

Go ahead.

Meander away

It's not like I ever WANTED to be born anyway

Least of all to you

Imagine my shame

My utter embarassment

That you are my blood

And I have to be yours.