savior
atop the highest tower
in the castle full of hate
sat the child of light
crying out in pain
he looked down upon his people
those who hate and love him dearly
they don't know him
and yet they curse his name
a traitor they call him
when thy don't like what he does
their savior they call him
when they throw him to the wolves
the savior of a world
that don't deserve the time of day
lost innocence long gone
a fleeting memory
what world would do this to a child
hypocrites and cowards
that he curses his own existence
his parents for his birth
but who would save the savior
of a world not deserving
who would fight the darkness
within what dreams may come
what man would fight his nightmare
a haunting of the mind
wipe away the tears
flowing freely form his eyes
atop the highest tower
in a castle full of hate
sat the child of light
hoping, waiting, praying,
for his savior
This thing killed my format. Does any one know how to fix it?
R and R, please.