Depths Of My Innocence Poem by irenio irenaeus bero

Lost in the depths of my innocence
I embark with full pride
To a choice composed with rhythm
Of naivity as I seek to explore the hidden treasures
Flowing in and out of my conscious effort

Absorviing the intent of every action
With carefulness of words through my eyes

I try to recover with hope a certainty
Built in the walls of virtue
In an attempt to remedy this continuous malady
Of mine

Once again I have missed the aim!

Weaker than the drinks of sin
Than the disbelief of a supreme entity
That speeds rapidly away from sincerety
I have become
I have come to know that forbidden things kept away from holistic states
Are truly medicine to the soul