Poem From A Desprit Man Poem by Christopher Durand

My heart is crying, my eyes are bleeding
A waterfall of tears continuesly dripping
I open my eyes at dusk, try to find my way
Though the illusive forest hollowed by unconsciousness
close them at dawn, forget the the gloomy day
And dream a better way of feeling the winds caress

My heart is crying, my eyes are bleeding
But eventhough I just keep on walking
On this meanigless path surrounded by fright
I may try to cross the foggy bridge
To search for an unhoped shine of light
That would tear apart the obscuring foliage