Daily Prompt: Silence
Life happens even when it’s silent. Sometimes the silence holds the biggest changes. Sometimes the silence is weighted…heavy…shoulders stoop from the pressure bearing down.
Silence is life devoid of you. Silence is proof of the past. Your room is silent…abnormally silent. There is silence there because there was once sound…the past was filled with sound…this room housed sound.
Sound coming from tvs, radios, phones, the ceiling fan whirling created sound…the creak of the door in the morning, the clattering of backpacks, shoes, and books in the afternoon. The door shutting as the work of school was done and there were better things to do with friends.
Sound of trucks, tools, friends, and Friday nights. Bantering back and forth with your sister over bathroom time.
All these things held sound…your sleeping was sound…your anger was sound…your concentration was sound…
Now the silence is heavy, throbbing with absence it radiates from the places where you should be.