Your poem is really raw and powerful. The title summarizes the poem nicely, and and contents really immerse me in the feeling. I do feel that at certain points, my immersion breaks when something is worded in an odd and particular way however. For example, I feel like the stanzas "that everything may work out in the end" and "of time" could be combined. "Now all I see is blurred grass from my tears" made me stop for a few moments to process it. "bout the way life goes" did the same thing, probably because of 'bout.' Maybe put a ' before it? Or replace it with about? I don't know what I'm doing here though, so take my advice with a grain of salt.
As someone who has a...strained and tense relationship with their mom, this hit pretty close to home, although in a different way. I used to get along well with my mom when I was younger, but as I got older and hit my teen years we would constantly fight.
We run into each other sometimes since we live in the same town, and we can actually get along pretty well during those times, but the tension and the distance is there. Like in the poem, I wish it would go back to the good old days; the years before I reached my double digits. I wish me and my mom could get along again.
Thank you for writing this poem! Keep up the good work!
Points: 61
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