I Didn’t Make A Mistake

I was fucked. I knew it and they knew it.
When there’s no going back, charge head first.
I mustered up all the courage my inferior frame housed and fired a hail mary so bold, it would make frankies old blues roll right out of his immortal corpse. I opened my mouth and the words –to my ear– confidently oozed out.
“I didn’t make a mistake, I did it my way.”