The Bridge to the Land of Forgotten Drea

I am the bridge to The Land of Forgotten Dreams
I cross a river of tears shed because of hardened hearts.
My rails are splintery,
They cause pain like many words said by humans.
My boards are broken,
Like the dreams that lay beyond me.
I'm broken,yes.
But it is for the best.
If you were to go into the Land of Forgotten Dreams,
You would probably find one of your own.
You would dwell,
And dwell,
And dwell,
And eventually,
You will become incapacitated.
You see, children,
It does not do to dwell on dreams.
You cannot go back, only forward.