The Land Of Broken Hearts Poem by Amber Lyn Charneski

I am walking in a place
I know this place very well
But have never been here before
At least not for something,
Something as such as this

This place is so lonely
Everyone feels so far away
I just want to get out of this place
It is like a prison cell
I can't brake free of this feeling

This cage it holds me back all
I asked for was a word with you
I wanted to talk to a good friend
Like you but they wouldn't let
Me into see you just a moment

The more I speak the angrier
They get and the more
They start to plot against me
I leave for there is no uses trying
I leave still unhappy of the outcome

I tried again but the second
I got near there they were
They came up with a big plot.
The plot was stronger then any
Other that I had incountered before.

Their plot must have worked
Because that was the last thing that
I can remember before I woke up
Just to find myself here in this place
That I thought I wouldn't find myself

I was in this land I hate so much
This is land some call
the Land of the Broken Hearts
but to me this should be called
the Land of Confusion and Sadness

I have been in here for a day
It feels like monthes that never seem
To have an end in sight for me
As soon I got to my house it I think
Of what they said as it echos in my head

The next thing that I can recall is the
Next feeling that I had felt as soon as
I had entered the door it felt like
I had just been slugged in the stomach
I walked to my room and began to weep

I could not help you see
What was wrong with me
But I also didn't know what it was
So I couldn't tell you any ways
I am still in this lonely place weeping

After three straight days of this place
I got tired of all the loneliness
I had been forced in this place
Now I want out of this place
Oh how I wish I could tell you

I was walking the halls and saw you
And a friend of mine walking
I see no danger in on walking by
So I caught up to you and
Walked along side you

I thought out every word while
Waiting for my friend to finish and
As she did you turned to look at me
I started to look down and then
I went silent and didn't say a word

But you knew what was wrong
So you stopped to ask If I was okay
And asked how I was holding up
In a some what damp voice I said
I was doing okay but had been better

You told me how you found out
And how you never thought that
They could plot out something as
Harsh as what they did to me then
You ask how I got through it all

Just by what you said I could tell
You are a great friend by the way
That you could free me from my
Land of the Lonely and the Confused
I still am trying to stay free of that place