Angelic world

In my angelic world
where dust is turned to gold
tears are turned to laughter
sadness to joy...

Angels bringing happiness
and trapping pain in a void,
people love one another
and know not of hate,
they love the life they lead
and create their beautiful story...

But then the perfect world filled
with roses, gold and glory
becomes nothing but a children's fictional story...

The land becomes filled with blood from
all the souls left to bleed,
pain and suffering is apparent...
Its our guardian angels that we need...

But with our fragile lives
we have no time to make believe,
so we go on with hearts filled up
with lies hurt and pain,
feeling so ashamed to mention
our guardian angels names...

But if we toss them aside
and act like they are fiction
our lives would turn to nothing
with no one to protect us
and by throwing ones angel aside
who will hear them when they call
for it is always your guardian angel...
who catches you when you fall...

We are all fallen angels,
all in need of some guidance
so next time you feel hurt
and next time you feel fragile...
look into the sky and call
on your guardian angel...