Left Bleeding Out (Print)

I have repeatedly proven that I can’t measure up. I have proven that I’m full of shit. I have proven that I am inherently cruel, wrong, evil, selfish, gross, and a cold-hearted product of my imagination. I have proven that I am trite. I’m delusional.
 
I’m tired. This “love” forces me to live with one eye open and aware of my wounds, and one eye focusing on trying to learn to live again. So, now I paint, instead of calling. I’m too afraid to write a letter. Too afraid to offer my life back up to you. But know I love you, still, even wounded and bleeding. My love is still yours; my life is not. I’m sorry. Please, just let me go…
 
Original is Mixed Media (acrylic, ink, and modeling paste) on 30"x40" canvas. (Print)