The hope

The single swift movement that splits the skin
The explosion of dark red onto pale beautiful skin
The numbing of the pain that you had once felt
The doubt that creeps in as you ask, what have you done?
The feeling of regret as the pain comes back to you later
The question you ask, is what can you do now to help?
The feeling that you can't go on as nothing takes the pain away
But the hope that one day someone will pull you out of this darkness