Mary Nagy

Rookie (11-08-1970)

Can A Mom Just Say It's Over? - Poem by Mary Nagy

My throat won't stop constricting, I just can't look away.
I really need to talk to you yet I don't know what to say.

I will not let the tears fall. I'm stronger than I look.
You've never given credit for the strength survival took.

I know for you it's over. A mother you'll never be.
Disgust exudes from every pore... each time you look at me.

It's too much to consider, there's too much in our past.
You feel it's not worth trying cause you think it wouldn't last.

It knocks the breath right from my chest when I think of what won't be.
How does it feel to know you've caused me so much misery?

I wake myself up crying for the mom I'll never know.
You know how much I loved you, but still you let me go.

Will you ever try to love me... maybe try to be my friend?
Did you think we had forever... are you glad this is the end?


Comments about Can A Mom Just Say It's Over? by Mary Nagy

  • Brian Dorn (9/10/2006 12:55:00 PM)

    Mary, this is such a heart wrenching poem. I can only imagine the emotions felt while writting it. You exhibit tremendous strength and composure in your poetry.
    Brian
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  • (2/22/2006 2:45:00 PM)

    Dear Mary Have you not raelised yet that your love is enough and that no one including your mother can alter or make it more beautiful.YOU ARE SPECIAL! ! ! ! ! , now for goodness sake shout it from what ever place can hear it most.Love and Life.Duncan (Report)Reply

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  • (2/9/2006 9:28:00 AM)

    You know, somehow women have the idea that if they give their babies away, for adoption or abortion or whatever reason, that they stop being mothers, but it just IS NOT SO! Once you carry that baby inside, you are always that baby's mom,
    and try as you may, that never changes. Whatever struggles we go through in life, that baby will always be there. For whatever reason, love is the only answer that brings us back together with that child, and as long as there is life, there is hope.
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  • (2/7/2006 4:05:00 PM)

    Mary, this is a beautiful but very sad poem. I believe that the disgust you think your mother had for you was actually the disgust she had for herself. (Report)Reply

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  • (11/13/2005 2:44:00 PM)

    Mary, this poem is so very sad.. it bought back lots of sad memories for me, my daughter once got in with the wrong crowd and disowned me, when I wouldn't let her friends move into my house..
    it's a very beautiful poem.. straight from the heart.. I truly wish you happiness..
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  • (10/15/2005 7:56:00 PM)

    Mary, a very sad poem beautifully written with depth of feeling (Report)Reply

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  • (10/8/2005 8:27:00 AM)

    Mary-This is a thought-provoking and deeply moving poem. I enjoy your work very much.

    Best regards-Faith
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  • Ernestine Northover (10/6/2005 12:16:00 PM)

    Hi Mary, Your still struggling, but perhaps this is a way of letting it all out. I commiserate with you, I really do. These things can be horrible sometimes. I enjoyed reading it if that is the right way of putting it. Sincerely Ernestine (Report)Reply

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  • (10/6/2005 9:41:00 AM)

    I am in tears but strangely comforted Mary. This is so honest and heartfelt it reassures me that feelings transcend cultural, racial, religious and all boundaries that exist in this world. This is so beautiful. Thank you. G.S. (Report)Reply

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  • (10/6/2005 5:48:00 AM)

    Mary, your poems rightly receive more comments than just about anyone's on this site, often from people who don't usually comment, because they're so sincere, honest, direct, open, and from the heart - and you dare to write about being happy! !
    But here's another one from the heart, and we all recognise it in one way or another - boys and their dads have similar problems, like we love them desperately, but they won't accept it, and we finish up hating them for it...
    So it's difficult to comment on this except to say, yes, yes, yes, and we wish you whatever might help to alleviate that pain, and our love, if it helps, and thanks...and go on hurting us into love with your hurt...
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  • (10/6/2005 3:04:00 AM)

    'My whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me, for it is infinite.'

    - Rilke
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  • (10/5/2005 10:15:00 PM)

    MARY, the poem sounds like my family, there are times when you do your best,
    and it seems not good enough, these are the times when you throw the ball over to thier side, and hope some thing good comes from it.
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 5, 2005

Poem Edited: Friday, January 5, 2007


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