The Sound of Silence by Lesley Whyte

Can you hear it? Tell me you can hear it. Please. Please tell me you hear it. I can't be the only one. Don't you hear it? Can you hear me? Hello? Am I talking to myself? Why can't you hear me? Guys, if this is some kind of joke, it's not funny. It's not funny at all. It's sick. Stop it. Stop it! Guys? Guys? Oh, God. Why can't they hear me?

The Sound of Silence by James D. Irwin

The last two days had been hard for Jakob. But now he was finally home again, and the sound of his own front door was faintly reassuring. But then he was hit by the thunderous, deafening silence. It was impossible to ignore. Jakob missed her, and thought he probably always would.

The Sound of Silence by Sara Travis

In restless dreams you walk alone. But open your eyes, let the daylight in, and there you will find me. A nameless face to you, but yours smiles from photographs lining the walls, the mantle. A gentleman in a suit and tie, clutching the hand of a smiling young woman in white. Leaning over the bow of a ship, flashing a smile back at the camera. Cradling an infant in strong arms, lips puckered, eyes watery. On horses, in cars with the top down, grinning in bowling alleys, cooking Sunday brunch, picnics and bike rides and parties and bedtime stories and anniversaries and Christmases.

I will preserve your memories, my love, for they are all that’s left you. Through the fog you battle on, and every day I will pretend your indifference to my presence doesn’t hurt. Because I am here and you are not alone. You are never alone.

Day Twenty-Eight

And today's prompt is...

The Sound of Silence