Winter's Dope

A Poem by awkwardK

Winter's dope
That's what they hear
Would agree, if wasn't for strokes

Snow falling, like tears to a bed sheet
Blizzards shroud the heart, effects from a banshee

Is he healthy, stable mentally

Family isn't wealthy
Shouldn't he warm up, in this place
Great name for this state, s**t's all fake
Walking through in hollow state, visions of dates
Too wise or poor to take

Winter's dope
That's what they say
Would agree, if wasn't for strokes

Chilling songs while writing, mom calls it frightening

Usually carry words, b***h, f*g and nerd
Hissing in ears, now reciting a curse
F**k, its getting worse, she's buys an early hearse

Haven't spoke of his hobby, smashed his PC in the lobby
N***a wrists looked sloppy
Non self inflicted, still dodging stitches

Misses his Mrs, foreign kisses

S**t, now his hormones hisses

Winter's dope
Stop this s****y hoax

Cold weird n***a, flipping fingers, saving ecchi picture
Hating the winter, summer's a bummer
Whether its his life, or the weather

Thawed, still rocking sweaters

Hoodie either blue or black, where's the heart attack
He laughs....
Not going mad, glad, people appear when pretending to be sad
Smiles and fingers grip the 45, told the fuckers goodbye
Gun meets heads, couple seconds
Winter's dope ends

Winter dope, wasn't a hoax
Next year full of hope
Love more, with the missing strokes