Friday, February 19, 2010

Oh why...

Saturday marks a year since someone I know killed themselves. He came from a loving family, and a good background. I keep asking myself why?
Suicide is so real, and so prevalent in our society and it's so real. I've seen it, and it rips families apart.
Recently, Rascal Flatts wrote a song directly about suicide and the first time I heard it I was crying like a baby. I'm going to post the video they made for it, and the lyrics below.

We miss you Ryan. Praying for you and your family every day. :)






You must have been in a place so dark
You couldnt feel the light
Reaching for you through that stormy cloud
Now here we are gathered in our little home town
This cant be the way you meant to draw a crowd

Oh why, thats what I asking
Was there anything i could have said or done
Oh I had no clue you were masking a troubled soul
God only knows what went wrong and whyy youd leave the stage in the middle of a song

Now in my mind ill keep you frozen as a 17 year old
Rounding third to score the winning run
You always played with passion no matter what the game
When you took the stage you shined just like the sun

Oh why thats what I keep asking
Was there anything I could have said or done
Oh I had no clue you were masking a troubled soul
Oh God only knows what went wrong and why you would leave the stage in the middle of a song
Yeahhhhh

Now the oak trees a swaying in the early autumn breeze
The golden sun is shining on my face
Tangled thoughts i hear the mocking bird sing this old world really aint that bad a place

Oh I theres no comprehending and who am i to try judge or explain
But I do have one burning question
Who told you life wasnt worth the fight
They were wrong
They lied
Now your gone and we cry
Its just not like you to walk away in the middle of a song
Your beautiful song
Your absolutely beautiful song

1 comment:

  1. When I was a freshman in high school, a girl I knew committed suicide. It really is so awful, the effect it has on someone's family and friends is all encompassing. Rascal Flatts really nailed that feeling.

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