Trying To Fix My Mistakes

The three Golems stood behind me As if guarding me From turning back around. I wanted to fix Every mistake That I had made so far In my young life. However, it was Impossible and perilous, And I knew it. I would have done it Even if my entire life Would be erased. I fought the urge everyday To fight through The Golems. And it became too much. I turned around slowly, Drawing in my last breath. I knew that I made The right decision Because my dark future Enveloped me Before I took a step.