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cris son. Poems

little angels
vanish everyday
knowing there be blessed one day
saying help me jesus
...

You see me run and play
You see me laugh and cry
But there is one place
you'll never see me
...

i'm 15 years old
soon to be 16
i'm in grade 9
and have a cat named charlie
...

A little angel with a heart of gold
Vanished on a night so cold
She kicked and screamed, But nobody heard
A beauty queen, who would've gone far
...

some teenagers makes mistakes. some say things or do things that they don't really mean. some are suicidal, and some don't really know who they really are.
it's adults job to put us in place. we will mess up, and get into fights. but that's how we teens work. it's your guys job, to keep us in line.
alot of people are afraid of teenagers. but, don't they remember they were one to? alot of teens turn to drugs, drinking, and smoking. but where are the adults in this case? don't they care?
some teenagers leave home before the age of 18. some teens may feel hurt, confused, sad, abanded, alone. but some don't say anything. till all that builds up. they snap at there friends. as an animal would to it's enemy. the teen may not mean to. they may feel sorry or guilty. they could loose a friend they can never get back.
...

I wish I could hate you, it would hurt less
I'm tired, the kind that sleep can't fix
I'm tired of holding on, I'm tired of life
depression has destroyed me, it made me suffer
...

when christmas comes
you make a list
about 50 feet
or more long
...

When I look outside, I see a dirt road
It reminds me of the olden days
When people use to ride horses
And wear old fashioned clothes
...

I'm no more then a lonely girl, Terrified of going home
Afraid of what life would bring
A hand of an angry person, Words that cut so deep
There's a tear in my eye
...

You look at me with hatred and anger
I look at you with love and understanding
You come home every night drunk
You beat me, you hurt me
...

When you get older
The pain of abuse
Never goes away
The fear they made you feel
...

your the sun
in my sky
the sparkle
in my tears
...

There was a time
Where I had a big heart
I would love, trust and care
For others easily
...

I told my best friend my secret
She just doesn't understand
I can't blame her, I don't understand it myself
She doesn't wanna be my friend now
...

he broke my heart
not once
but twice
he says he loves me
...

8-year-old maddie
was stabbed to death
by a 14-year-old boy
who she thought
...

I learned from you not to trust
I learned from you to tell the truth
Cause lying was your job
I learned from you to be strong
...

kelsey was a 2-year-old girl
who tried to be strong
and live for as long
as she could
...

Life is what you make it
You can make it short or long
It's between you and that gun
You can stop the pain, you can fix it
...

I see them Pointing and laughing
There in my head, Every mean word
That was said
I try to run, I try to hide
...

cris son. Biography

i began writing when i was only 9 years old. although i was never really good at it, i dreamed of becoming a famous author. to write best selling books. but as i got older i realize that won't happen. my mother taught me dreams are stupid. not like she'll ever let me go. i also dreamed of becoming an actress. and go to Toronto, California, and try out to act. i know how to fake cry and act. but am'i as good as the rest of them. i also wanted to make movies. you know film them go behind the scenes that sorta thing. i guess all i can do is dream. cause it's not like i have the money to follow my dream. and it's not like my mother cares. she never really did.)

The Best Poem Of cris son.

Little Angels

little angels
vanish everyday
knowing there be blessed one day
saying help me jesus
this just isn't fair
i'm suffering
from abuse down here
i didn't ask for this
so why am i here?

little angels
hurt everyday
with cries and screams
they go on heard
with faith
they'll be safe one day

little angels
are murdered everyday
with a prayer
they'll go with jesus someday
spreading there wings
they look down below
watching there loved ones
cry in sorrow

little angels
cry in heaven
with little angels
just like them

little angels
who die of a hand
filled with anger and hate
just close your eyes
and pray
jesus will save you one day

little angels
through i nevermet you
through i never knew you
your story touched my heart
forever more
and i know
you'll never be gone
from those hearts
that loved you before
and shared there joy
forever more
but just remember this
jesus takes the best
we will miss you
forever more
all the sweet little angels
who died before

by: cris son.
age: 15

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