what keeps you warm at night?

I stand wrongly accused.
tried, convicted, and sentenced to live,
by the most kangaroo of courts.
yours.
your minions abide in you.
they abide because they know no other.
no other way, no other story, no other truth but
yours.
you place the blame.
no fault lies at your feet, never did.
I tried, I cried. you lied, you denied.
this is your truth.

so cold, so very cold next to you. I never understood...I do now.
no heat radiates from your heart, no warmth from your soul
it's the misplaced hatred and anger and not much else
that keeps you warm at night