The Beautiful Silver Ticket

She can’t stand it.
She can’t stop it.
It pains her to realize shes doing this.
It pains her to know that she could be so evil.
Yet she is not cold at heart.
She wants to see them happy
Free of her wretchedness
But she knows she cant stop
But she wants to
Its like shes gone mad
Voices waging war inside her mind
Not knowing which one to listen to
The forces of good and evil
The good in her mind yet evil in her actions
She knows theres only one way to stop it
To free the world of the wretch she has become
So she searches for her ticket
Her ticket to free and be freed
She found it
The beautiful silver ticket
She slid the ticket through
Presented with a crimson red ribbon
Her symbol of hope
She slit it once more deeper
Another crimson symbol of hope
Then she sits patiently and quietly happy to know the world can now be happy