I'll Give You A Heads Up Poem by Mark Heathcote

each time my begging bowl is full
my heart is as empty as hell
cause I'm so drugged up
my heads in a well of self-loathing
and I'll cleave-you-in-two
just-to-see your soppy bagel heart
bleed with despair for me
cause you think it'll save you
-your very own shallow soul
So I'll give you a heads up
don't fill up my begging bowl cup
if you suspect it's for smack
or more liqueur than I can drink
it'll just annoy my methadone quack
and those brothers that hide their knives
cause I'll give you a heads up
this self-loathing isn't as glam
as it looks, when your falling.
apart at your pin cushion seams
each time my begging bowl is full
my heart is as empty as hell
and there aren't any Hell Kitchen's
I haven't fit right into
so I'll give you a heads up
don't take pity on me
cause my heart is as empty as hell
each time my begging bowl is full.