Smiling Wide Poem by Jesse Bauer

Smiling wide with dying pride.
I watch my blood hit the ground.
Shaking hard and deeply scarred.
Dropping blood, the only sound.

Pupils small as down I fall.
Cruel world... what a cliche.
Enticed mind... that blood is mine?
It's not black... not even gray.

My blood... red. Just as it blead.
It's normal, but I'm all wrong.
Same as you. Hah! And them, too!
Still alive... but not for long.

Innocent... no mercy spent.
I won't miss any of them.
You hate me... relentlessly.
Lying in darkness... condemned.

Smiling wide with dying pride.
I lay in blood on the ground.
No regard for how I'm scarred.
No one heard a single sound.