i'm from the dark side
but i'm one of the lucky ones
yes i've even had darkness
rolling through my veins
like thick sludge in a sewer
i've had darkness grab and hug
me like a nightmarish black bear
but i'm one of the lucky ones
i've got a ticket to heaven
just a little piece of paper
smaller than my thumb
yet it means everything
more than the world
no one can work their way to heaven
the darkness cannot switch on a light
the imperfect cannot become perfect
but the perfect can change us somehow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem