What about children dying?
A lost child, alone and insecure, trapped within a psychological prison.
He cries out.
Blinded by an image of perfection, an angel sent from above, does anyone really hear him?
Does anyone see the pain, or is it shielded by a façade?
A child, thrust into a wicked, judgmental world; he has nowhere to hide but in himself, and so he does.
His mind, both frightening and comforting, is his only home, the only place where he is safe.
Growing ever old, his mind stays young; he is Peter Pan, the boy that never grew up, and his mind Neverland.
Hidden within himself so deep that no one can pull him out, he dreams of a peaceful world with no pain.
As he looks up at the sky, he secretly wishes to be one with the stars.
This is it.
The child, so lost and insecure, passes from one world to another.
He is safe, he is home.