Life After Death

Several years ago on a Christman Night, A life died because of me.
That life was hurt in many ways but no one other than myself could see.
The pain it seems will never end, the hurt is here to stay.
The agony within my heart will never go away.
It seems that is impossible for me to make it through.
I was always scared even though,I'll still jump at the word "boo".
Don't attempt to offer me cures because they won't heal the pain.
I will say that the life I lost was lived in too much vain.
It's in all of my memories, even through the cries that come from you.
And in the monthes and years to come, they will help me make it through.
Yesterady I felt the dark despair, today I mourn and cry.
But from the seeds of memory my heart will multiply.
The torment seems to much to bare, the whole world seems insane.
But if their lives reflect through me that life will be just a stain,