Spirit of pain

When i was alive i was a good man
I saw the good in people
And i refused to harm anyone
But they all resented me
They hated how happy i was
And let me know every day
They said their words
Threw their stones
And turned a blind eye to my pain
I refused to believe i was hated
I was always kind to them
Through blood and bones
They showed their hatred
I let it happen
But one day it got worse
They finally did what they wanted
They all took my life
Showed how little they cared
Nobody even buried me
Just left my body to rot
When my eyes finally cleared
All i saw was darkness
Felt the burning of my red eyes
And the pain of the world
A world that cursed me
And gave me this pain
As well as their own
The light hurts so much
Maybe i was meant for darkness...