As the razor edged blade slit his arm <br />As the blood trcikled down <br />He knew this was his last night <br />His last fight, <br />His last sight <br />Of this brutal world <br /> <br />On the floor cold as his eyes <br />Arms stretched out <br />Under tiles of crimson <br />He lay dying with a smile. <br /> <br />His pain caged in his heart forever will be gone <br />And he will be on his way home. <br />For life to him was a hell <br />And death, he thought will take him to heaven. <br /> <br /> <br />1.41 15 oct 2006 <br /> <br />[I had written this for a contest...a contest to write about cutter, cutting n suicide...i dont encourage ppl to do it nor do it myself]<br /><br />Anoop Lokkur<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dying-with-a-smile-edited/
