Deep down inside, there’s still something for you;
Something that’s nice, somethings that’s true
I can feel its presence, pressing against my soul;
Scratching its way from deep, way down in a hole
If it reaches the peak, then there will be nothing to hide;
I’ll have no choice, but to show the love deep inside
When you’re down there’s no way you could go any lower. When you’re high, there’s always room to rise. We will only go reach as far as we extend. There’s only one rock bottom, but there’s an unlimited space to fly among the stars. The bad things will fade away, while the good times will last forever. Don’t strap yourself down in self-pity. Get up and start your ascension into the sky. If you aren’t going to try to reach unbelievable new heights, then you should move over and make room for someone who will at least try to soar. At birth, there’s only one way to go for human beings and that’s forward. There is no retracting time. Move on through positivity and use the negative as a stepping stone. Remember this: there is no limits on success and failure is only temporary.
Inside of us all there lies a deep inner evil. The darkness which sits lurking behind every inch of light. We keep it shackled in the cellar of our souls. It’s an evil capable of impairing our every thought. It is best kept in the undermost lairs of our emotions. Its release would start the clock to an untimely demise of our true being. In order to remain above the gloomy pit of fire which burns below the gentleness in us, we must crawl toward the light that is breaking through the cracks of the pit walls. If one finds himself engulfed in the flames of evil, there will be no way back to safety. That dark seed planted in our souls doesn’t bloom in the light. In fear of losing all hope in the battle to survive your own demons, it is important to accredit faith as your only savior. With that belief, the darkness will remain a prisoner of hope, trapped behind the walls of good, eliminating that deep evil that lies within us all.
The other day I decided to sell my soul. The following morning I awoke draped in gold. At that point I knew my soul was gone. I could feel the emptiness inside of me. At the same time knew I could have anything I wanted in life. One doesn’t sell his soul to deal with the ordinary troubles of a normal life. One sells his soul knowing that great things will come his way. I continued to lie there in bed, patiently calculating my next step. Thinking clearly seemed harder than ever but I didn’t have to think. Everything was so clear, anything I did from here on out would result in gain.
I finally stepped out of bed. When my feet hit the floor I felt like a brand new person. It was like I didn’t know who I was before. I had no goals, I had no luck, I was running in place. Things were different now. After I ate the first breakfast of my new life, I called to quit my job. Afterwards, I made my way to the closest casino. I felt unstoppable, everything I touched seemingly turned into gold. I knew why but I didn’t expect things to work so quickly. I was winning large amounts of money in short periods of time. I walked out of that place with money falling out of every pocket. I went on a long walk so I could take time to embrace what had just happened. On my walk, every girl I passed had an eye for me. I knew I could have any one of them at any time. Nobody would ever think I sold my soul for instant success, to them I was just the luckiest man alive.
I still couldn’t decide on what my next big move was. Not knowing what else to do, I returned home. I sat there and tried to think but I just couldn’t. I guess I didn’t know how to think now that I had this new found glory. I spent so much time thinking about how to be successful that now that I had that success I didn’t know what to think about. My actions today felt like they were controlled. I didn’t regret selling my soul. I figured most people would do the same if they were presented the opportunity. As time passed, I started to feel lonely, more lonely than I’ve ever felt in my life. I tried to ignore the feeling but the more I tried to do that, the more lonely I felt.
I had to reach out to someone before these feelings drove me insane. I picked up the phone and called my brother. He told me that I sounded different. I just told him I was having a really good day. I knew that my brother could feel whatever it was I was going through now that my soul was absent. Whatever it was, he didn’t like it. He told me to never call him again. I knew I should have felt upset or worried but I didn’t feel anything. I then decided to call my mother. She was just as unhappy as my brother. Telling me that I’ve changed for the worst. It was like they knew I had nothing inside of me. She quickly hung up. I sat there in confusion as for I couldn’t understand why my family had turned their back on me so quickly.
I sat there in that chair, staring at the phone. I tried to conjure up any emotion I could but for some odd reason I just couldn’t. The more I thought about it, the more angry I became. I had a pocket full of money and every ounce of luck on my side. I don’t know how someone with so much luck and instant success could feel so unlucky. Suddenly, it dawned on me. I thought the result of selling my soul would ultimately secure a spot in hell for me. What I didn’t realize is that my soul controlled my emotions and my relationships with the people I cared for the most. Without it, I couldn’t feel anything. I couldn’t have a relationship with anyone. I had sold any chance of true happiness in exchange for material things that I couldn’t even appreciate. I thought selling my soul would bring me so much success and money that I would be forever happy. Without feelings, that would never happen. Without my soul, without my family, without my feelings …. I have no reason to live.
I remember when she smiled, I dawned a frown
I remember when she laughed, I searched for the humor
I remember when she hurt, I jumped for joy
I remember when she reached a goal, I set the bar even higher
I remember caring, she couldn’t find a reason to
I remember trying, she said it was too late
I remember thinking, her words filled in the blanks
I remember calling, she never answered
We remembered the bad times, the good memories had gone
We remembered the past, our futures were might brighter
We remember the plans, that had fallen apart
We remembered we were in love, and nothing else mattered