Looking into their perfect world

Their auras bright, their smiles gold

Nobody warned me it would be this cold

On the outskirts of Heaven

I get to see my family’s joy

As they get to greet a little boy

To whom they bought him a little toy

When he wasn’t in Heaven

Meanwhile, I’m here outside

I wasn’t let in, but I really tried

For what felt an eternity, I’ve cried

That I can’t join them in Heaven

My soul, now all but gone

Feeling my end of days being drawn

I’m nothing more than the Devil’s pawn

Because I’m not in Heaven

Slowly cracking, turning to ice

I let my mortal soul turn to vice

To that boy, I wasn’t very nice

And I sent him to Heaven

So, that’s the end of the line for me

Formerly blinded, now I see

That’s the Lord’s salvation really was free

But I did not choose Heaven

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