Along with the rain comes tears..

Why is it, that after every good day my mom decides to scream at me when i walk through the door? i can't have a single full happy day and i honestly don't remember the last time i have. school was horrible, too so that didn't help much... no at all.and no matter what i do, or how good i acted or how much i have done around the house she walks into my bedroom every night and yells for one reason or another. but every time she says how i'm not good enough. and i know that she's right.
i guess i had fun at Taylor's today. we messed around and later we chilled with tyler and cody.. it was pretty fun. too bad good things don't last right?

so i wrote a poem.
here goes.. i guess.


i'm dreaming of 
another place
where the wind blows 
secrets through the air
and
the rain drops
carry the beat of hearts.


i'm dreaming of
another place
where the birds hold
the songs of the dead
and
the trees lace love
through their branches
like the connection of 
day and night.


i'm dreaming of
another place
where perfecting blooms in flowers
and
mistakes are born 
in the light of the sun
and
darkness falls like a
blanket of silence. 
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By: Phoenix Mackley :)