L12. Daybreak

Acrylic on Canvas, The cover art to the artist’s book, Daybreak. It is featured with this poem by the artist:

daybreak

We used to stay up talking until daybreak

we used to go for walks and
hold hands through tough conversations
we used to be close
lately you feel like a ghost
even diving into the intricacies
of our friendship
feels like doing too much
you gave up
not that you owe me anything
that has been on repeat for months
but I am holding you to the promises you made
It doesn't matter if you've forgotten them
I remember
and memories hold a certain magic
you know that
that's why your grasp so tightly to the past
you think you can white knuckle it to make it last you think you can white knight your way

through these interactions
but somehow get scared away
by someone equally as kind
I promised you too
I promised if it felt like
there wasn't enough room for me
I would leave
well I'm suffocating
you put me in a box
in a dark corner
and I do not do well in confined spaces
I cannot accept walking in such different paces especially in completely different directions I'm tired of quietly fighting
I'm tired of the dark lighting
It's starting to all look like a mistake
it's time to go
it's daybreak