Unnamed at present

By Hound boy Jay-

Passed upon Judgement,
within the vally of death,
is a man that walks alone with nothin but enemies left.
He seeks survival and guidence from the voices in mind....
He screams into the darkness,
He is left till he die's.
Tortured by demons his soul is never to rest,
Lokking in to the distance for a light that doesnt exist.
As a warrior without a war,
He still carries his sword and his sheild ,
Battling with heart,
Being tough as the toughest of steel.
He counts the minutes to hour's,
Hour's to year's,
Feeling the wounds and wondering when they will heal.
Losing all his perception,
He see's nothin but paths,
Asking all of the question's,
With no answers at hand.
He weep's as the willow standing alone,
With the crashing of thunder,
His solitude is hois home.
There is no line between balance whether it's evil or faith,
Not knowing his destiny, he is the error in space.
Losing his youth,
His mind starts to melt away,
As he becomes a image of his former self.
In the mirror his reflection begins to fade.
He writes a book of his life,
then he throws it away,
Knowing this man is me and I'm the only one that stands in my way.