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::Events::

Open Workshop at The kNOw's office (302 Fresno, Suite 203) on Monday, March 22, 2010 from 4-6PM. Free snacks, lots of fun, good friends :)

::Updates::

The long wait is over! Winter 09/10, Issue 6 is finally out!


The Beat Within, a national writing program in the Juvenile Hall, is currently seeking new volunteers for its Fresno program. More info here.

 

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In My Eyes

By Maria Valdez
February 8, 2010


When you died, there was an emptiness inside.
There was no one to talk to but that's in my eyes.
It was like there was no meaning to life.
But again, in my eyes,
that's just when someone special to you dies.

I will never forget you cause I know you're still near.
If you were still here would you want me to be happy,
this I'm sure about.
You were the one who brought me to this world,
and my love for you is endless,
and that's without a doubt.

I was a little girl only two years old.
I started growing up and my heart grew cold.
I was just so young I didn't understand.
But now I'm older and I can picture your last stand.

I thought it was suicide and that you didn't care.
But it could have been an accident, you
probably had me on your mind.

It could have been homicide,
that's even worse to bear.
It could have been drugs, taking control.
But I found out you loved and I wasn't left behind.

When you died, mom, I felt so bad at first
that my life was so horrible I had a living curse.
But all my doubts are gone.
Instead of crying in my life,
I try but again in my eyes, that's just when
someone special to you dies.

 

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