You’re A Shade

You’re a shade.
You’re a pigment that lingers.
Even when I dilute you,
You come back stronger and thicker.

A constant,

That slithers through my veins,
Turning me a sickly taupe,

The color of your must-have heels.

While from the back of my mind,
The unhinged jaw of your
Constraint,
Swallows me whole.

And flooded in viscid secretion,
I’m stuck again,
Wallowing in a constant hue

That’s nauseating.