The lonely throne

A Poem by JetMardium

All day upon my lonely throne
Locked away within my empty halls
A castle to myself alone
In the distance a voice calls
It pleads to me
Come home, as you are
I am what I have to be
Down this dark path I have traveled to far
Redemption
I laugh
More like eternal subjection
I have incurred the heavens wrath
A kingdom of death lies in my wake
Ruled by me and no other
To much to forsake
I want a queen, a mother
For my wastelands
Turn it into my personal paradise
Upon my shoulders a simple pair of hands
The words to heal swift as mice
It will be alright
Still I'm alone, dessicated
Yet I make it night after night
I fear I am fated
To never find the one
I wear my suit of steel and iron
Until my life is done
I scream out and start to run
I want to change my destiny
I want to be good
But for now I am me
Cloak dagger and hood
Waiting for her
She who will save my soul
The one my heart was forged for
Broken and dessicated, no more is it whole
Still to her it belongs
And the day will come
I'll make up my wrongs
And no longer be so humdrum
Until then though I sit alone
All day upon my lonely throne
Walking these halls
As in the distance her voice calls

© 2015 JetMardium

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Ashwin Shanker

Very precise, clear writing I would say.
Your message is coming across very clearly, unlike many other poems I have read at this site, where it is just a couple of fancy words without a clear meaning. :P
Emotion behind the poem is coming through, but work a bit harder to urge the reader to empathise as well.
That would be masterclass. Keep writing. Cheers