Marc

I'll tell you the truth about me
People say i'm screwed up,fucked up or whack
But let me ask you

who the hell in this world is not like that?

only the angels and saints are not like that.
Now don't get me wrong,i want to go heaven.Damn it i'm working hard at it.But at this point of time i'm jus falling abit short.

the poem that gots me through dark times
with the help from an angel called S

~You delivered me bound & bleeding
Healed my wounds,sought me wandering
Set me right
Turned my darkness into light~