A Knifes Edge

Apparently I seem distant, vacant; empty.

With the thoughts currently circling my mind it seems as if life is balanced on a knifes edge, one simple tip and it will fall to the ground shattering like a mirror that has dropped from a wall.

This is no way to live.

For all incumbent purposes I have nothing to worry about, I have been reassured, I have people behind me and yet, my gut feelings tells me to beware, it tell me to be vigilant.

When will this feeling disperse?

In myself it almost seems like I have resided myself to what is only a vagrant thought in the back of my mind, it feels like I’ve given up and now I am waiting for the inevitable.

If events to spiral towards a devastating end, I will not go down easily, no matter how futile it might be, I will do what I can.

I just hope it can be avoided.