To the Top, From the bottom

And so I chose the bottom. I let go of the jagged rocks and let the fierce wind blow me from the cliffs. and I hit the water. I looked at the indomitable wall i was just a part of. and I pondered of the past when it felt so effortless to climb. but gaze into where I started and its just as harsh as when I lept. surly theres a better adventure, an easier path. one that one break me before the end. and one that I will find, just as soon as my bloodied hands heal.