This I also wrote a long time ago. And I guess I did not want to let go of old memories. But I was ready for new ones.
New and old is a year that has to be yours. New is clear like Claire's from near. Is fresh and neat, And it feels delightful to me. New is never used, New is something that never fades or wither like the lakes. Now old is a dirty hole. Old things will give you wrinkles and cracks within the night. Old gives you chills down your spine, Like the bugs of the night. New and old you might survive, For there is no other night. Old are pictures you wish to be in again. While new is something you are weird about. New and old will be a memory for life.
ok i like it,i like how first you made the new sound so good then at the very end you made the old sound best when you wrote about the pictures,pictures are a memory and memory are allways old,
good write
yeah it is a little abstract, but well done. It definatly gives an interesting perspective of how something old isn't really old until something new comes