He just wanted to die right now
No need for it
Why not put your life on glorious ice for a while
Wait it out, anticipate those wryer than wry smiles again
Purely heaven-sent…
Far too many mistakes perhaps, ridiculous degrees of unexpected regret
“Should I repent?”
But these things do happen, they do and will indeed catch you napping
Map it out, and before you know it they’ll come rapping on your door once more
And please ignore those who seem to have come to abhor you
The fickle few who drew their very own short straw in the end, their jealousy gnawing away terribly at them
Upon this outlook their demise, their atrocious downfall, will depend
Trust me, they’ll never experience what we might just deem to be heaven-sent