Broken Promises

Of all the lands you promised me,
The living land condemned me;
Trickles, -of deathly scars
plunge deep, sweeping, -raping martyrs.
My shrieks no longer claw the skies;
The ghouls no longer chase my eyes
-twisted sunrise purges my rise
Of all the lands -it's hidden me.

The jewel, my heart
A rotting coal
Jagged ridges, corpse parts.
Skinned-shelling cracked ribs,
A hollow torso with no zing.

A glint too dark
Parts your eyes
Mocks, taints -my love for thy
Ambushed lights of my pure flight
The land you promised
Condemns me.

~ Copyright Ozlem Yikici 2013.

This is an unplanned #surreal poem I've just written. Think it's suitable for