Two years ago I would have written this.
When you say that this is an unintentional poem, does that mean you wrote this, only to find that it had rhythm?
When is a pit of dispair I find that the cure does not reside so much in happiness, but in finding the humble beauty in melancholy. For that I suggest you read Oscar Wilde's essay ''De Profundis'' which can be easily found on the net.
When you say that this is an unintentional poem, does that mean you wrote this, only to find that it had rhythm?
When is a pit of dispair I find that the cure does not reside so much in happiness, but in finding the humble beauty in melancholy. For that I suggest you read Oscar Wilde's essay ''De Profundis'' which can be easily found on the net.