Broken

Coming is the end of my days,
but i'm still searching for my way.
Dark is the path from w/c i did take
With no sight of light coming my way.
Insane are the thoughts inside my brain
With no wars won,
and no demons slained.
Stained by the blood of my enemies,
destruct with only sadness embedded
in my concience,
thinking of what an unknown tomorrow wields