"Heartache Unconstrained" Written By Survivor 'An Onymous'

10.2.24

Heartache Unconstrained

By An Onymous

This mass of grief, deep like death in my family,

I feel like can’t be explained.

I’ll try anyway.

How do I paint this picture to explain this level of disparity?

How can anyone relate who can’t fathom such a fate?

It’s like, one of those things you’ll have to take my word for, okay? Imagine as I walk memory lane.

Hopefully it’s a good read even if you don’t believe me.

Imagine a dragon

who’s a pet for enchanting, demonized witches, enthroned to complete all the deeds of darkness.

Imagine for a moment

naked guts spilling to the ground during rituals with adolescents to feed their pet with clean, oiled up, still living, meat; hanging from circles in the trees.

Imagine consuming fire

as if it’s adulterous lust indulgence, not naturally eating but completely burning any drop of life from the sacrifice, appearing to return to its underside.

Rings of fire

burning witnessing minds alike. Filling the air with more demons not frightening.

Sexing these pre-teens

while we can’t even blink while the scene is long lingering. Unreal but you can smell it, feel it and taste. Not knowing what’s really taking place before your eyes or with your body.

It’s not lucky, like they say.

I can’t explain what that does to a girl thinking she’s on the way to glorify the King of all kings.

Twisting and mixing alter personalities subjected to these ways,

What’s this new commodity created in me?

Who am I really?

A blank demonized slate.

That’s why they feed roaring dragons ritualistically at this place.

One reason among many just as great.

They ultimately worship them, thinking they’re in control of wickedness far superior,

Tricking them to surrender their souls to get off.

Trading life for orgasmic bites of money, enticing idolatry in the greatest degree.

Yahuah help us, please!

Set all the innocent captives free!

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