Choices

Hello old friend, great path of life.
I see you bring a choice today.
To save myself a bit of strife,
I shall choose the easy way.

Easily I slide into the current,
Gliding gracefully through the waves.
Slowly the water turns to torrent,
But my strokes still keep me brave.

As I see the cliff through most and spray,
Sharp rocks poised in deadly peaks.
I close my eyes to the world and say,
"Oh life why didn't you stop me?"