Burned

This isn’t fair
I didn’t do anything!
I’m not the one who did it!
Why should I have to die for someone else’s crime?
Why?
I told them!
I TOLD them!
But they didn't listen,
Judged before I spoke.
Thought I was the killer
But I wasn't
They were the real murderers
They are going to kill me!
I didn't kill that little girl
My own father doesn't believe me
They tied me up to this pole.
Gagged and bounded me.
That way no one would know the truth.
I struggled against my bindings.
Desperately trying to escape.  
Sweat rolling down my face.
Panic rising up inside me.  
But it was no use.
I couldn't escape my fire-filled fate.
The flames quickly rose
Their tongues licking dangerously close to me
Making me sweat and tremble with fear
I could feel the heat rising
My skin burned so grotesquely.  
I smelled my flesh burning.
Black, burned skin flakes fell off.
The searing pain went throughout my entire body.
Thinking was impossible.
The only thing I could do was scream and cry.  
I screamed as loud as I could through my gag.
Hoping someone would help me.
But no help came.  
The last thing I saw
Was the burning hate
In my father’s eyes.