Biography of Erin Hanson
My names Erin Hanson. I was born in Phenoix, Arizona, my father Micheal left me when i was only 2 years old. When me and my mother Susan moved to Dallas, Texas.
My mom met a guy named Kyle, marring him when i was about 4. He adopted me when i was in the 4th grade at the age of 9. Before that when i was 6 they had my brother named Clayton. He is my half brother.
My Mom&Kyle had been togehter for almost 10 years when they decided to get in a divorce becuase he was abusing me and my little brother too much, and they just didnt get along that well.
Im now in the 9th grade at J.J.Pearce High School, and would like to get a scholarship in art. I would like to carry my carrer to Texas Tech to get a degree in Interior Design.
i love everyone. =)
Erin Hanson Poems
Having those tremendous nightmares when theres chills throught the cold blooded body. as your not here to warm me up.
Confused And Lost Little Girl
your screaming while she sits there. I bet you dont know that shes soaking it all in. Shes switching parents every week or so.. to young ot know exactly whats going on.
Where Will We Go
No seeing you, nor' talking all i hope is these feelings wont fade.
The Unforbidden Mistake
The unforbidden mistake that you and only you would make doen’t run to me with any questions so the answers shall not end and break. The open fire extinguishes the heat between our stick figures.
The reason why i cry at night when i feel lost and unwanted.... The reason why i scream so god damn loud! ! ! The reason why i sometimes feel like runing away.... The reason why i say no to any opportunity that comes my way! ...
They say time heals forgive, forget, im not sure i could im still awating
wishing open the happy recieving the bad. asleep with evil accepting death
something tells me, your with me. looking up, heaven above.
Void that your going to stop, promises keyed in heart. Trust you, nothing seems right
Knowing that your giving up, this distinctive pain and sorrow that you will never feel. Hes taking me away from you
Broken 3 Women
The dread and pain of hearing about it when the time is hard hitting. You never would dream about it being about you.
this pain i have this pain is real the pain that kills you put me through
The depression keeps on hitting me, can things get any worse? as i begin to read the sorrow letter she had left behind. The reasons why she did it
What is it called? and how does it go? dont ask me becuause i wouldnt know. I've had that feeling where my mind would go blank...
the eastern sun above me
shadowed silky rays
making there way through
the darkend clouds.
For today such rays
the gorgeous water be fly.
hes underneath the skin
cutting; leaving scars