Racquel Eversley

Poems, Pain, and Prayers 

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I wrote a note telling him he was to blame 

and I hope he’s haunted by what he did to 

me for the rest of his life

I told my mom and my dad I was sorry that

I couldn’t live up to their expectations and

I was sorry for failing at life.

I took 20+ sleeping pills

I chased it with a beer.

I sat on the side of the bed and waited...

I started to feel it....the sleepiness

He came home......

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