Hidden in Plain Sight

Dawn feels alone, cold and broken; unable to escape the cold metal blade and the self-inflicted scars that haunt her in her darkest thoughts as she fights to breathe, to feel, to survive. She's tired and questioning.. Where is God in the midst of all of this pain? Shes screaming for someone to rescue her before she lets go for good.. Doesn't anybody hear her..Won't anybody save her? Hope is found in the least likely of situations.