Lives are taken
Loved ones lost
A day of crying,
A moment to be tossed.
Silence in halls,
Stillness of entire schools,
Parties still going,
Lives still moving.
One day was the only thing a whole life earned.
A life of lives being taken.
A life of loved ones lost.
A life of crying,
No moment ever to be tossed.
Silence slipped off his lips,
Stillness now invokes his whole body,
Parties at a stand still,
No ones life is moving.
Doesn't his life deserve more than a day?
I may not have known Christian very well but he was still human, still a part of all of us. Whether you knew him well, barely did, or didn't at all you still care, you still worry for his family. You still wonder what was going through his head in the last moments of his precious life. You wonder was it because he felt alone in the world? Did someone he love reject him? What was wrong with his life? Could I have stopped this?You hurt for this lost soul. Well at least for the day...
You hurt with everyone for a day at the most. As I say this you say to yourself, ' I must be one of the ones who cares enough to worry for more than a day' Two days maybe? A week? A month? Yet do you think that worrying for a month is enough when he may have worried for a lost one for his whole life?
I may be over stepping my bounds, crossing the line to some uncharted territory that I have no right to be in, but I speak for not only Christian, but for anyone who has lost someone they love and not gone a day since with at least one thought about said person. I speak for those people who, loved someone that dearly but now worry about Christian for this instant in time and then tomorrow it will be as if nothing has happen. If it were you, if you had taken your life because you could not stand one more day in this hateful, unappreciative world, would want people to remember you like this?
So I ask you, as you sit at home, with your families, friends, or alone I ask that you take a moment to think about what I have said. Would you want to go out like that...Lost in a Sea of Faces??
Loved ones lost
A day of crying,
A moment to be tossed.
Silence in halls,
Stillness of entire schools,
Parties still going,
Lives still moving.
One day was the only thing a whole life earned.
A life of lives being taken.
A life of loved ones lost.
A life of crying,
No moment ever to be tossed.
Silence slipped off his lips,
Stillness now invokes his whole body,
Parties at a stand still,
No ones life is moving.
Doesn't his life deserve more than a day?
I may not have known Christian very well but he was still human, still a part of all of us. Whether you knew him well, barely did, or didn't at all you still care, you still worry for his family. You still wonder what was going through his head in the last moments of his precious life. You wonder was it because he felt alone in the world? Did someone he love reject him? What was wrong with his life? Could I have stopped this?You hurt for this lost soul. Well at least for the day...
You hurt with everyone for a day at the most. As I say this you say to yourself, ' I must be one of the ones who cares enough to worry for more than a day' Two days maybe? A week? A month? Yet do you think that worrying for a month is enough when he may have worried for a lost one for his whole life?
I may be over stepping my bounds, crossing the line to some uncharted territory that I have no right to be in, but I speak for not only Christian, but for anyone who has lost someone they love and not gone a day since with at least one thought about said person. I speak for those people who, loved someone that dearly but now worry about Christian for this instant in time and then tomorrow it will be as if nothing has happen. If it were you, if you had taken your life because you could not stand one more day in this hateful, unappreciative world, would want people to remember you like this?
So I ask you, as you sit at home, with your families, friends, or alone I ask that you take a moment to think about what I have said. Would you want to go out like that...Lost in a Sea of Faces??
