My Words, My Mistakes

I stood on a cliff of unknown happenings,
the future,the inevitable, my destiny.
I stood there with excitement,
with the hysteria of being a discoverer,
with the anxiety of discovering,
the unknown fear within me, waiting to pounce.
I was right, it did come to me.
But did not have the audacity,
to fight me face to face, but instead,
it back-stabbed me, with an array,
of surprises, named my misfortunes,
that I called upon myself.
The shock pushed me into the sea,
the unfathomable sea of regret.
And I couldn't save myself.
Just like the arrows that were shot at me,
Just like those deplorable cries,
that made me ask for mercy,
Just like those words, that once spoken,
couldn't be taken back,
I drowned, without being able to go back,
to a free world, a safe shore, a life spent with ease.