I cannot see

I can't hide anymore,
Behind my mountains,
and beneath my clouds,
Maybe there's no difference,
between closing my eyes,
or opening them in the dark night,
Because i can't see a thing,
In this direction i am going,
i seek hands to hold,
and pleasures to behold,
But they do not last long,
And there i am, heads on,
Dry tears leave my eyes
and unsaid pains burn my throat,
As i turn down all the hands,
trying to help,
Me or themselves,
i do not know.
For remember!
I cannot see.