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
Copyright © Margaret Paige | Year Posted 2022
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