Empty Throne

I’m yielding to the will of fate’s command
And letting go so I may dance again
For love is never to be at my hand
Instead, I grieve but deny feeling pain
For all the words of love mean nothing now
Their nothing more than casual drops of rain
That fall as the shattered senses kowtow
For love like life is what will be will be
And perhaps to some it is just a game
But it was never meant for you and me
So no more shall I whisper out your name
For my heart is simply an empty throne
But it is one no soul will ever tame
As again I must live my life alone

©JG Farmer 2015
Form: Balanced Sonnet – ababcbc dedefef