Send Me to Neverland

Even jail or prison sounds better than going on this way. I just want the world to disappear and I want all of everything around me to disappear with it. I want the world to be black and white once more. I want to only feel the pain. I want to feel one with the darkness and silence. I want to remember the days when everything made sense, when I dreamed of the splendors of Neverland.  I want to turn back the hands of time, and go back to the lands of before. Complications. He said, "I want you to imagine me holding you in my arms. With your head resting against my chest. Saying everything will be alright, and kissing you on your forehead. Remember my name, Peter Pan, and you will always be with me. I'll never let you grow up." Fantasies simply, fantasies. Nothing more than childish wishes upon stars. But everything's not going to be okay. No matter how many times I picture it vividly. It still fades.  It still leaves. Leaves me without you, and all the hope I once held dear. It still leaves me in reality, when all I want to be is in that somewhere place with you. Where for a small fraction of time, everything makes sense. Unlike reality, in fantasies I'm happy, and your always there. But reality is a curse. One I can't break, one I can't stand to go on  any longer with. I've beared this burden enough and I can't hold out any longer and pretend that I am stronger than I am. It's getting to be too much. The pain that everyone else feels makes everything go away. The so called "pain", outlasts reality. That's the only way I know I'm still grounded. Instead of flying, flying to the second star to right and straight on til' morning. To be there again in Neverland. The only place I'd die to be. Fly me there Peter Pan.