The beggar

I am a beggar on the cold streets of life
I just want a penny of your love
Please, just a crumb of peace of mind
Just to make the pain go away
To avoid the smoke of my weed
That I use as a hook to pull out the angst from my insides
It is no good, sadness sticks to my throat and once again the tears furiously break out of my eyes
I'm begging you, make it stop
Slit my throat, pull the sadness out
Cut my wrists, let the blood flow
Poison my wine, kill me with kindness
Burn the heart out of me, leave the numbness
But please, please
I'm begging you
Make it stop