A Series of Abusive Events

*Hello, i wrote and uploaded these poems in May 2018 but my account got deleted. I am uploading them all over again This poem is the second part to the first one. Enjoy* She was once given a bottle That held a special potion The person that gave it to her Advised to use it when she needed it She forgot about the bottle It was plain yellow with dull dark liquid She continued on with her life A life with a secret In the depths of the night A monster crept in her hallways And climbs into bed with her And whispers “Good night” The monster drags her out She can’t escape his grapes Over and over the nights Does the monster Heed to is will She feared the night When the darkness would consume her And she would bend To its tied down will However she had enough The night the monster dragged her out She mustered her words And yelled to the monster “Just hit me Hit me You already make me feel worthless I am nothing to you…Nothing” The monster recedes but the woman runs to the bottle She opens the bottle and swallows the liquid But how does it feel When she can’t die from it? The liquid gave her hope To reach out from the darkness And rise up To never see the monster again