Ticket Stub

My life is torn in half from the begaining. Then I'm placed in a dark box where only a slit of light  comes through where more like me are all placed until the end where finally being moved from this dark prison into a clear prison and counted handled so ruffly the others in here they are form the days work. At least we got to live longer than our other halfs. That may have gotten thrown away crumbled into someone pocket just to make it to the washer then the trash.