Story Jots # 9 – A True King

The king of Canyon City was a cruel and unjust man. Corrupt and evil to the core. His people were growing weak, tired, and hungry by the day. Every ounce of what they had to give was being bled to feed his greed and selfishness. This undeserving king has been drunk with power for longer than most want to remember, and the everlasting drawn-out pain of his royal reign has aged everyone unfairly. No one cared anymore. They did as they were told because there was no other option but to concede to a vicious ruler that stole everything. Nothing much was left and before long, his people would wither and blow away like the dust across the barren land they called home. All of this was destined to become the last chapter of their existence until a rumor was heard. Whispers of a forgotten king. An uncrowned king with the blood of inheritance, the blood of the people. But will he fight for his people? Will he fight for his rightful throne? Will he fight to become… a true king?

Falling In Place

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It is cold where I linger 
my body numbs to something sharp 
all I can do is watch like I am in the clouds 
only I walk amongst those but they don’t see me 
heart beating so fast it deafens any cry I make 
the world goes around with me no longer attached 
because I float between realms of real and dreams 
waking up in neither 
any rest I get is a gift
like cheddar to keep me in hiding 
away, under… behind 
on this journey along an unmarked trail 
in a story between the lines 

A Lifetime Between Us

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I run toward nothing

I have nowhere to go but I’m running

away from the person you think I am

away from the shadow you say I cast

my heart getting weaker the further I go

there is no voice calling my name

no soul missing mine

my blood is useless

it means nothing to anyone anymore

soon I will be far away

nothing will bring me back

life will have stretched the whole distance

from where I was to where you left me

a lifetime too late

Journal Entry # 239 – When You Make Time, You Take Time

Today, I spent some time between the seconds. Life around me filled me with wonder. I watched as a butterfly caught its breath, a flock of seagulls stretched their wings, and the ocean simply lapped the awaiting shore. Make up for your lost time by taking advantage of the free stuff. – Ash