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Dark Belle

Artist's Comments:
Made 'cause sometimes, people just suck. The original had words that showed up when you highlighted it in Internet Explorer. However, not wanting to waste space on smilocide, 'cause the file was ril big, I left them out here. Big version here where I don't care if I waste all their bandwidth or not.
For those of you too lazy to go there...
This is my outlet. "You came to me for comfort." I slipped up. But you would know that. You shoved it back in my face. After all, what better revenge than the very crime you claimed shattered you so. Yes... You told me that you came to me for comfort. But I forget. Was that before you told me you had let it fester like an open wound after you promised. Promised you'd tell me. Was it after you told me you never had any intention of telling me? That you knew I could never understand and you only told me because I happened to be there when the wound boiled over? Yes... I made a mistake. I admitted it. But that's where we're different. I was honest. I had no intention of hurting you. I made a promise. I kept both of them. You lied. You lied to bring me down. You lied to exact your subconscious revenge for my "mistake". Your false accusations brought back memories I wish I didn't have. People always walk all over you, you said. Well congratulations. This time... you did the walking. You took my love and threw it in my face. And the final step to the perfect punishment. I can never tell you. I don't know you, you claim. I don't know you, but I know you well enough now. I know how you'd react. Yet despite what you put me through, I can't bring myself to tell you. But I've decided I refuse to be like you. I'm going to abandon my pride and ask for help. There's no other reason for this. I need someone to see. Anyone but you. I'm to write this out. To tell someone. He said it would help. Only then can I recover. Because I care too much for the people who care for me. I won't let them agonize over my misery. I won't do to them what you did to me. You'll never know how I feel; how I felt. But that's good and acceptible. I don't need you to move on. I'll force myself to move on by myself. After all, it was you who said "Nobody can help me." Nobody can help me unless I let them. All I can say now is you were right all along. I don't even know you.
-Dutchin

Picture size 8"x11"
All prints are signed by artist and are $5.00 (s&h incl.)