His Oak Tree

I wanted to tell you how I feel. Sad is not enough. Loss doesn’t cover this death.

And then I’ve found these lyrics I wrote 2 years ago in the hope of turning them into a song one day. What better way to honour the suicide of a musician? Rest in peace Chester Bennington.

His Oak Tree

He told me it was over
He was done
It’s never been for ever
It was fun

I erased his number
Memories
Made this pain number
Drinking it

There’s only silence

When you’re hanging on a thread
It doesn’t take much to break it
When there’s chaos in your head
Can’t find the strength to fake it

There’s only silence

He kept the happy photos
Our smiles
Under his favourite cross
The lost pile

The poems he wrote me
Wrapped now
Hidden in the oak tree
With a bow

There’s only silence

When you’re hanging on a thread
It doesn’t take much to break it
When there’s chaos in your head
Can’t find the strength to fake it

There’s only silence

It’s by his tree, they say,
He now rests
The eternal view of the bay
For the best

He carved this passage
For us here
His everlasting message
So near

There’s only silence

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One Comment Add yours

  1. scr4pl80 says:

    Powerful poem! Love the chorus. Another tragic death. It is hard for me to imagine what that much “chaos in your head” is like. Thanks for sharing this!

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