Choke on the shavings of my heart
that melt in your mouth
that stain your teeth and gums
like thick jagged crayon that smears across your smile.
The waxy dribbles a trail down your pastel colored
your collared shirt
In blues and yellow green and red and brown and grey
I tried creating peace and pride and color to your life
You added me to your own empty pallet
and you colored-
Wildly
You let the shades of me melt right into your hands
and I grazed over the lines in your palms
I was smooth
Now my labels been ripped, down to crumbles, oily grit underneath your fingernails -  
I hear that you're not much into art anymore