is this fake life?

stagnace in my room
is disturbed by cold air
invisible to the eye
obvious to the tendons
swift and unnoticed
it steals the heat
stripping me of warmth
says thermodynamics
ha
on a serious note…
that I could be
the subject of such hatred
resentment and disdain
sends shivers through my skin
that i could be
the cause of such
pain
hatred
resentment
and disdain
consumes me from within
guilt-ridden
I turn the volume up
but I have learned my lesson
so what more can I do
than move forward
and accept the love I can get

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