His name was unknown
A historical artifact lost throughout time
His face was a mystery
For it was an encrypted file locked behind a titanium mask
His voice...if he had one
It was silenced cricket,
Whose purpose in life just seemed to be no more

This is the story of a teen, who became known as silver

Legends have spoke of untold tales that prove he wasn't always like this
That he was once a very passionate and outgoing being
That he believed the world wasn't just a waiting room  for the afterlife
That the afterlife even existed to begin with
These tales told stories of him not crying tears of blood
In fact before no one knew what a tear looked like coming from his eyes
Now they can't remember a time he actually smiled

One tale blamed his sudden transformation on the death of his grandpa
Apparently he loved this man with all his heart
Grandpa was the only man who acted as a father figure to silver
When grandpa killed himself almost seven years ago
It was then silver began to crumble
He became weak, scared, terrified of what might happen next
After a while the silver everyone knew vanished from the naked eye

Another tale told of an event that occurred prior to his grandpa's death
An event that actually occurred throughout a single week
In this week silver was now homeless, his mother was jobless, and soon the car just gave in as well
Though then he did not cry,there was a certain look in his eyes that spoke depression
As if life to him was now pointless with him believing he was undeserving of this misery
Life and death were now the same to him
They both meant death and he was walking the path

There was one other tale that was said to be a major contributor to silver's pain
This is one being coming from within his own vessel
It was said that because silver was such a caring person he viewed the world's problems and became depressed because he couldn't do anything about them
It was said that it was just too much for him to handle
So he would secretly cut himself attempting to find a solution
Even after committing this taboo an answer never showed its rundown beaten face
So silver made a solution and that was to become emotionless

There are many other untold tales that lurnk in the shadows
Many in which will remain there for all eternity
But maybe if they all found the light the old silver
His name...
His face
His voice...
Maybe just maybe they would return