A Blink Poem by Tony Walton

It can take years to get things sorted out,
whatever it is or was that keeps you static.
Sitting there waiting with only your self doubt,
while all around you life moves on and you're stuck
in a slow motion scream.

We are all moving towards a conclusion,
it's something that our dance with destiny cannot
escape. Sure, there you go trying to reconfigure
life's illusions.
All I'm trying to do is advise you-
a problem shared is a problem solved.So look in the mirror
and tell me what you see - and be honest.

These Questions we have and
Answers we want,
they are like an Ocean.And we just float on the surface,
fearing that we get drowned.Can I tell you my friend - this life,
it's flying by in perpetual motion.And what could be -
can pass you by
in a blink.