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, <br />With his arms stretched out <br />Under a puddle of blood <br />He lay dying with a smile. <br /> <br />His pain inside 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 />Anoop Lokkur<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dying-with-a-smile/
