I know of a boy
Who knew of pain
Endured empty promises
Whose dreams were charred
Who always hurt at heart
Who bled from the blades
Who tried to breathe
Who was struggling

I know of a boy
Who faded
But smiled even then
Who couldnt collect his broken pieces
Who couldnt stich his own wounds
Who gave and gave even his own soul
Whose pillow was stained with blood tears
Whose reflection is no more
Who is the boy beneath the earth
The Hero no one knew about

T.OKILENG