I don't understand

Why did you do this? Why?
Why, dear brother, why?
Why did you take your own life?
Why, dear brother, why?
I was right here...why? why?
Why, dear brother, why?

For months and years we prayed in tears with hope,
And now you're gone just-like-that and now we cope--
I just shake my head in anger and then I want to cry:
What happened--I don't understand--Why, dear brother, why?

Why did you do this? Why?
Why, dear brother, why?
Why did you take your own life?
Why, dear brother, why?
I was right here...why? why?
Why, dear brother, why?

Opportunities come, and opportunities go--
Yes life is full of pain but the pain helps us grow;
I knew something was going on--something didn't seem right--
What happened--I don't understand--Why, dear brother, why?

Why did you do this? Why?
Why, dear brother, why?
Why did you take your own life?
Why, dear brother, why?
I was right here...why? why?
Why, dear brother, why?

As I look up to heaven I find comfort in knowing Jesus is my Lord:
He's right here inside of me, He's my Comforter, the Holy Ghost...

Peace--Shalom--

--bro. tim pickl
Saturday February 2, 2008 A.D.

--for my best friend Randy...  Randy's brother Steven killed himself this week

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