You killed me.
They did not.
When their lies were piling up, you kept quiet.
They said and did all they could, while you watched.
I looked at you.
I stared into your eyes.
You did not even blink.
I was broken not because they tortured me but because you said and did nothing.
I wanted to fight back…
I could have fought back and defended myself through every lie.
Their case against me was strong but I had a stronger alibi.
I am innocent.
I know I am innocent because I did not nothing wrong.
They were just jealous and envious of us.
They still are.
Then I waited for you to vindicate me.
I did not expect you to take weapons to fight for me.
I just needed you to say that I was innocent.
You knew me more than anyone else.
You knew I was not capable of their accusations but you said and did nothing.
Only you could have saved me because you knew the truth and everyone trusted you.
They taunted and devoured me.
They did their worst to me.
But I never retaliated.
I did not say a word.
I just looked at you and you stared at me.
I was more shocked by your silence than by their cruelty.
The only person who could have saved me was quiet.
They wanted your support to destroy me.
They convinced you to join them to destroy me.
But you neither accepted nor rejected their offer.
You were just idle watching everything unfold before your own eyes.
You watched me die little by little.
I loved you.
I would sacrifice my life for yours.
I would defend you anyway possible.
I will give up everything I have for you.
But you would not do the same.
You had the power to save me.
The power to destroy them for wrongly accusing me.
The power to do whatever you wanted.
But you chose to do nothing with that power.
You still have that power.
Unfortunately your power cannot resurrect the dead.
How difficult was it to have just said a word?
Were you scared?
Did you believe them?
Did you doubt my innocence?
You were the judge.
You had the final say.
Your silence killed me.