The Land of the Broken Hearted
Today, I start my journey
From the place I'm going to miss
My bags are packed with grief
As I leave this land of bliss
It's the loneliest of journeys
And my ship has now departed
As the waves of sorrow break
On the shores of the broken hearted
The cold dry breeze of misery
Blows between my heart and soul
And carries off my spirit
To a place I do not know
The sky is always gray
Even when the clouds have parted
All color, loses hue
In the land of the broken hearted
I can drink from all its rivers
But there's salt in every drop
I can eat all I want
But the hunger never stops
Regret is my companion
Makes me wish I never started
On that lonely road towards love
To the land of the broken hearted
Where leafless trees won't grow
And the ground is black with sorrow
The stream of tears will flow
From today into tomorrow
It's the loneliest of journey's
And once it has been charted
There's just no turning back
From the land of the broken hearted
Copyright © Jerry T Curtis | Year Posted 2014
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