DKGS: A Diary

Why yes, my dear, I do have things worth saving

But no, my love, I do not have the means

I have no soul to sell to a fellow down in Georgia

I have no soul to sell to me

I possess strengths but I have demons, too

All of my life and death and further into this abyss called time

I’ve had demons plague my very core

This soul I do not have is more than I can handle

I couldn’t handle it

I have no soul to sell for the sake of my life or my love

I have no soul to sell to me

You ask for hope in a time of despair

Let me tell you something, honey, there’s nothing much there

Worth fighting for

A soul is a small price to pay for hope

But I have no soul to sell for hope

I have no hope

Sell yours to me