Freezing in the fire, melting in the cold,
Close to the wire, feeling not a bit bold,
Life was such a liar, didn't want to be old,
No time to be a crier, will increase the pan
twofold,
No more going higher, only thoughts of 'goodbye
Arnold'.
In his hands lay the knife, felt more like a
stake,
That was gonna end his life, not some piece of
cake,
No more thought of his wife, only of what was at
stake,
Adulterous images were still rife, if only they
were fake,
Best thing would've been to break the guy's
neck.
Knife held high in the air, ready to enter on
strike,
Ever heard of truth or dare?, he now felt what
it was like,
His heart held no more care, it was shred by a
spike,
Didn't even think of a prayer, only yes to death
like nike,
A tear ran down the cheek, the pain came so
searing,
Blood made more than a leak, the end was
nearing,
Eyes closed like a camera flick, only sense left
was that of hearing,
As soul left body in that nick, last sound felt
like some jeering,
Arnold, you are such a d*ck!!Grow some balls and
don't wear an earring!!
Only if your head wasn't that thick, but it's
too late to be God-fearing...
