As the razor edged blade slit his arm
As the blood trcikled down
He knew this was his last night
His last fight,
His last sight
Of this brutal world
On the floor,
With his arms stretched out
Under a puddle of blood
He lay dying with a smile.
His pain inside forever will be gone
And he will be on his way home.
For life to him was a hell
And death, he thought will take him to heaven.
Anoop Lokkur
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dying-with-a-smile/
