~The Artist~

Pencil shaving smiles
Paint splattered eyes
Drops of the rainbow
Fall as he cries

Tears of blue, red, purple
Pink, yellow, and green
Next black and greys
For the darkness he's seen

His body is his canvas
The razor is his brush
Sometimes, it's merely scratches
Others, it's deep and lush

Strokes of red
Strokes of maroon
Paint dries too quickly
Life ends too soon

Lonely little painting
Hanging on her wall
The last one he made
Before he took the fall

There's a man on a ledge
Looking down at the place
Bright, shining city lights
Illuminate his smiling face