At The End of the Day

angels fall around us every day
and all but true love remains
the innocence is wavered
as the intensity is flavored
purity failed at test
who knew that this was a contest
to capture the hearts
from the very start
heaven and hell
only truth to compel
at the end of the day
who will learn to live another way
god shows you worth
as the devil takes your purse

angels rise every day
from ashes lost along the way
true love lasts forever in their eyes
for this they choose to die
to live within your heart and soul
for the devil to never control
they choose to fight
for everything that is right
to hold your hand
when life raises the demands
at the end of the day
what will your heart say
as God takes your hands
and the Devil makes his plans

Reviews

[The Nude Writer]

Powerful poem! I am really impressed with this one. Great writing.
I now have the song from Les Miz in my head =p

[Angel of Chaos]

I love all music, what is the song's name?

[Angel of Chaos]

Nevermind.. haha I just found it.

[The Nude Writer]

It's my favorite :)