caretakerofthefallen's Journal

for those who did not read b4 here it is again

Ocrus, my home

                                    By andrew zlenka

  I die, i fall

  Down, down, to the pits

 To where the bottem where there are those who are resting, sobbing, or grieving.

When I get to the bottem I grieve of what i have done

But i don't let it overcome me death like life shall go on or will go on.

Love sadness wanting to protect

Those things keep me going and I find a ladder

Going to the top of the pit,

Each level has a stop when look I see

So many levels but i climb not for me but others,

I protect and give my body as protection for

All i love and care for.

I climb for a time, and when I rest at one of the levels

I am thrown off from nothing visible and again

I fall,

I fall all the way down back to the pits yet

I climb again getting a little farther again and again.

Once I make it to the top of the pit I see

The happiness of life but after my life is over

By probly self sacrifice, I fall once more.

I climb again to protect again to die to go in agony

For all eteirnity for love of all I care for!

Or help those that i deem worthy!

I live to die orcus, my home!

-end

(ocrus=latin for the abode of the dead)(aka the underworld)