The First Way To Happiness Poem by Ashley Genocide

My eyes are dry
I already waste all my tears,
now i can promise, I won't ever cry again
ever,
not water tears,
the next time I'll cry it will be blood tears
I'll remove my eyes from my face
so I won't cry anymore,
and so you won't look to my eyes never again
I don't have any bad reason not to take them away
the pain? !
No.
That's no hardfull pain for me
I prefer the physical than the psychological pain
you can make damn sure.