Nothing is easy.
Being at a crowded party and not hearing a thing.
Staring at a blank screen.
Looking at someone and it is like they are not there.
Knowing the words for happy or sad but not feeling them.
Nothing comes easy.
Thinking without thought or raging without anger.
Calmly trudging onward, the world seemingly vibrant in its bleakness.
Nothing becomes the easy choice when nothing seems easy anymore.
