He soulfully grabs the rusted knife,
Plunging deep within to take his life.
No screams are heard just a murmur of pain.
Lying cold in the blood no life to gain.
The thoughts that ran through his head were extremely dark.
He would never know that he left a dreadful mark.
All of his friends and family stood and watched him leave.
They surely knew it would be the last breath he would breathe.
Never did they imagine it would end this way.
Spending his life in heaven they'll all see him someday.
By ...me Stacie Arnold
