Gloomy days

Gloomy days
After the efforts
Energies go out
Full of fears
Full of memories

Gloomy days
After the way to be a warrior
Letting the weapons go down
And let the tears going on the sand

Gloomy days
When it is the feelings of weakness
In the time of darkness
That is called hypersentitiveness

Gloomy days
When the night are not slept
When the life remember you
All the dark time you've got

Gloomy days
When you can't speak
Of these things you hate the most

Gloomy days
Why...
Because you probably met death
Too quickly...
Maybe to fight...
To remember to those who are gone
Before you