This is me saying goodbye to him. I hope Chester rests in peace.
Chester Bennington’s death is the loss of an incredibly talented artist, a man who inspired me to live my dreams, fight my battles and never give up. I always thought Chester won his battles and found peace. I guess I was wrong.
>> The reminders pull the floor from your feet
In the kitchen one more chair than you need
Who cares if one more light goes out?
I do <<
Since it’s been all over the news, most will have heard that Chester Bennington, front man of Linkin Park, former singer of Stone Temple Pilots, Dead by Sunrise and Grey Daze, committed suicide. Usually I wouldn’t write about the death of someone I didn’t know personally. But this is different. To me, Chester is what Kurt Cobain was for a whole generation in the 90s. Chester was my hero, my icon and idol, my moral compass and his music saved me in my youth.
Yes, I am a big Linkin Park fan, not just because of Chester, but he was a crucial part of the band. I saw them at eight shows and met the band three times – each time was magical. Realizing that Chester is gone, I have to say goodbye to the possibility of ever seeing them live again. Or to meet them and shake their hands again. To ever hearing a new Linkin Park song for the first time.
>> I don’t know what’s worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream <<
I was never this shocked by news of a dead celebrity because none of them ever felt that close to me. It is different this time because he was an important person to me even if I didn’t know him. Even when I was younger and didn’t really understand the lyrics, I knew why Chester was screaming. It felt as if I felt his pain.
To a Linkin Park fan, hearing about Chester’s issues with alcohol, drugs, abuse and depression isn’t news. But I thought that Chester fought his battles and won. I thought the music wasn’t filled with anger anymore because he wasn’t. I thought the music became calmer because he was. Even tough Chester allegedly didn’t leave a suicide note, the lyrics speak volumes.
>> When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I’ve done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed
And don’t resent me
And when you’re feeling empty
Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest <<
Chester, I wish you would have seen that there are other ways. I wish you’d quit music if it became too stressful, and just moved on. After all you’ve been through, I hoped you’d found a way to move forward. I wish you’d found your happy place. If I had to summarize all the music you’ve ever created I’d say it’s about fighting your personal battles. To stand up after being beaten down. And that it’s okay to be sad and angry when life sucks. I didn’t realize how personal the lyrics you wrote probably were. In the end, it doesn’t even matter? Sorry, Chester, but you were wrong.
I hope you found your peace. I hope you rest in rock heaven with Chris Cornell and Kurt Cobain. You will be missed.