Maturing

Hi there.

I can understand the sentiments in this poem. In fact, I felt that way very recently. It is a very odd, uncomfortable transition from childhood to adulthood. I suppose the discomfort never really goes away. It does lessen, though.

What I'd like to see here is more images. What you've got here is quite bare bones. It's very tell-y, and since it's a very common feeling, you've got to make your poem stand out more than this.

Perhaps, since this poem is about aging, and losing your imagination (to an extent), you could make the images heavier at the beginning of the poem (the beginning of your life is your childhood, filled with imagination), and make them dwindle down at the end, so the whole poem reflects what you feel and what you're going through.

Now to the images. You have "grasping and clawing miserably" and that's not even a very strong image. Try more specific metaphors and similes. Instead of saying "I'm losing my imagination" you COULD say something like: "Mrs. Frankincense vanished today/ without a trace, without a fuss./ No feathers, no song, no floating blue alligator./ My imaginary friend is lost" To show a specific example of (in this case) an imaginary friend being erased by time (only an example. Now find your own image).

(Remnances should be "remnants")
("Vain; both my attempts and belief in myself that I can do it" is grammatically incorrect and unclear)

The raw feelings are there. Now it's time to compress your coal into a diamond. Good luck and keep writing.