The Lost Dragons

This is how we feel about all the trauma we've experienced and the betrayal trauma we have in regards to dealing with humans and reaching out to those who also feel this way. (11-01-2024)

The Lost Dragons

Written by The Valerian Legion Council Member Dante Hieroden

 

If you could live in my skin

You’d see the blood is jaded

I’m full up of blood and pain

I’m irradiated. I’m unholy.

When I started saying no

You saw me as a manipulator

You claimed I’m a Narcissist

Do you even know that meaning?

I don’t care what you tell yourself

You aren't my therapist

I matter. My feelings matter.

 

You saw a person who’s weird

I told you finally once I found out

You said your lying I would know

Do you know Autism-ADHD? 

I highly doubt because you are dumb

You aren’t well educated, are you?

I don’t care what you tell yourself

You aren't me and its a spectrum

I matter. My feelings matter.

 

You ignored the evil you did to me

Oh, so you are the saint?

You’re the blameless?

I'm the bad guy? Oh really?

You will never understand

I have a different mind, so what?

I tried to do the healthy thing

You wanted to break me instead

You want to visit death upon me

I don’t care what you tell yourself

I put down boundaries you don't like

I matter. My feelings matter.

 

So well, guess I’m the villain

If that makes you sleep better

Controlling the narrative I see

You justify your atrocities

By seeing me as the bad person

I just want to be free of you

I just want to breathe

I don’t care what you tell yourself

Im in my f**k you era

I matter. My feelings matter.

 

I’m tired of killing myself for humans

I refuse to die anymore for human beings

Humans are disgusting creatures

They are a friend than back stab you

I’m tired of self-destruction for any one

You say don’t hate and then hate me

You are so full of s**t

I don’t care what you tell yourself

You hate those who are different

I matter. My feelings matter.

 

If I could give you my thoughts

If I could give you my pain

If I could give you my trauma

If you could feel my soul agony

You’d probably suffocate

I hope you’d realize you’re wrong

What you did to me was wrong

I doubt you will ever repent

I doubt your sorry

I doubt you care

I don’t care what you tell yourself

Your the abuser and like the narrative of saint

I matter. My feelings matter.

 

Humans judge me but none feel what I felt

In the way I felt what I went through

You don’t live in this skin

You don’t have the right to dictate anything

You didn’t feel what I’ve gone through

How much mind torture I’ve endured

I spent most of my life longing for death

I wanted to end because suffering felt not worth it

You didn’t feel what dehumanizing did to me

You say words don’t hurt, to gaslight me

You are worse than a lion mauling me

You even say your trauma is worse?

You justify by saying well people suck

Well that’s just how it is?

When you lose like I did 

You woudn't want that cruelty would you?

You don't want to hear people suck

When your watching your child buried

I don’t care what you tell yourself

You don't dictate my life 

I matter. My feelings matter.

 

I am told to advocate by you but given nothing more

I am told I got to save myself?

That I am not powerless?

Even I see your generaliziing

My arms are broken

My brain lives in my body

My brain is screaming in agony

You say just forgive

You don’t know that word either

No, don’t tell me what to feel

I don’t care what you tell yourself

You stroke your ego but your just flaccid

I matter. My feelings matter.

 

You then say, “Asking for help is a strength”

Why then, I ask for help you tell me, you got this?

You love to demean and demoralize me

You say I’m the problem yet

Communication is a 2 way street

If I you won’t help me then I will start a war

I will bring wrath upon you so I don’t die anymore

I am NOT selfish for demanding to be treated right

I do know that I am not alone

I don’t care what you tell yourself

Your confusing and a hypocrite

I matter. My feelings matter.

 

There are others like us

We are glitter and you can’t eradicate us

We are the rainbow after storms

We were here before you and tomorrow will be

You sold your lies with smiles and cookies

You claim your nice but that’s fake

You act like you’re a good person

You don’t know what that means

I don’t care what you tell yourself

We are the misfits of misfits

We will restore balance

We matter. Our feelings matter.

 

The lost refuse to accept your mind games

We are not you. We don’t like fake grass.

People are dying and forgotten

Go ahead claim sainthood

Encourage genocide as if that is saintly

You pushed the sane to the edge

You’ve pushed us to the edge

But we all will push you back!

Your just another brainless zombie

We don’t care what you tell yourself

We the forgotten, matter. Our feelings matter.

 

Judge not because we pay in kind

We will judge you when you judge us

We will match your energy

We will not accept bread crumbs

We will feast on your corpse

We are the lost dragons

Death be to all the things 

You aren't their slave 

Your so much more and glory

Ignore those who told us lies
Like you aren't good enough

We don't care what they tell themselves.

We matter. Our feelings matter.

I am like a Phoenix, I may have died

I will arise again and again if needed

My fellow lost souls join me

Don't go quietly

I lived in pain silently

I almost ended many times

Please heal out loud!

I don’t care what the zombies tell you

You matter. Your feelings matter.