Learn how to sew, it could save a life

Today I died but was in no rush towards the light
Instead I hung around, with new gifts took to flight
I floated around the room in which I was destroyed
Looked deep in my killers soul and witnessed the void
Such heartlessness and lack of human compassion
This individual needed help, this demonic craftsman
The way in which she did it, ill give her some credit
She started with my heart, how ironically poetic
And when she gained my trust she tied me to the bed
She made sure I was drugged and covered up my head
She didnt mean to kill me, just wanted my kidney for money
I bled out because she couldnt sew, I found that sexistly funny.