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It's not so much that she wants to run away. She just wishes she could feel better -- no, she could be better -- in a place which isn't here. Wherever 'here' is anyway. It's always the wrong place.

She's afraid of the sky. And when you asked her why, she said,
"it just looks so heavy. I'm afraid that one day it will fall
down on me
and crush
me."

You could never figure out what she stared at
when she propped her pretty bony elbows on that white windowsill (the paint was chipped but she said that only made it more beautiful, more like home, even though she never quite understood what that word meant) and stayed that way for hours
on end, ignoring the clock
and her surroundings. It was like she had faded out
into a world of her own. And then one day you figured out that she wasn't looking up at that dreaded sky or down at the ground which was too solid for her tastes. She always had this feeling that it would swallow her whole if she let her guard down, and early on already, you were worried that she would crack under the strain of all her anxieties reveries and restrictions.
She wasn't looking at the gently swaying strong-trunked trees either, no, nor at the pavement or at the house across the way; if you had asked her, you know she would have told you that there was no house across the way. She either saw too far or not far enough, and after a while of trying to figure it out you forgot which was which and never managed to get them straight again.
This is the kind of confusion she lives in, only for her it make perfect sense.
Some would call her delusional, but to you that is the only thing which makes her real.

You were never one to be superficial, until you met her. She taught you all about skirts and bracelets and never seeing past appearances. (More importantly, she taught you that everything was just an appearance. Make-up and souls are exactly the same: perishable.)
But after you'd spent some time with her, what you really started to notice were her wide, baby-blue eyes. They shine like light bulbs or stars or waves on the sea or something. Something distant, and lovely in an empty, stereotypical kind of way. Like her feelings, probably, and her clothes, but not her thoughts, and definitely not her words. She really has a way with words, either that or they have a way with her. It's hard to tell sometimes.
Usually because it's so devastatingly easy.

You used to love her pale, slender wrists. There were strands of her soul in them, you thought. Because they were so perfect, but so very fragile.

It took you longer than it should have to realize that they were as far from perfect as it's possible to get. ('Unless you're an angel', she would say. She doesn't like angels, probably because she had to fall to become one.)
It took you longer than it should have to realize that they were much closer to perfect than it was healthy to get, for anyone. Even for her.
And it occurred to you then that she's just like you and me and everyone else. Because we all have our windows which we stare out of, and either we're focused on the ghostly, tragic reflection of our all-too-familiar face on the glass, or we're gazing far out into the distance, into things which aren't even there. And in either case we're too captivated by our own thoughts to see what's right in from of us.
It was obvious, you tell yourself over and over again, obvious that she was too thin, that she wasn't natural, that the slightest breath of wind would suffice to knock her over.
But for months you didn't know. You still blame yourself for it. You feel so powerless because you are so powerless. There is no control when it comes to dust.


And it scares you, it really does. Because you didn't realize how alive she was
until you found out that she's actually
dying.


You watch her, sometimes. Often. Like an artist watches a work of art, or a child watches their very first nightmare; she's absolutely enchanting.  Her neck is bony and her legs are splinter-small and her arms are barely there at all.
It's so beautiful that it makes you sick.
No. It makes you sick because despite what you know it's so beautiful, just like she is. And it's her, the only her you will ever see, but you know it isn't her because it's just her illness, and you catch yourself searching for the girl she used to be, the girl she should be, in the contours of her moon-light body.

You will never find her; you haven't asked her yet, but you think she's trying to be invisible. Invisible enough to scald your eyes. Invisible enough that you will never forget her.
You don't see her much anymore. Maybe she just drifts by you when you aren't paying attention, or maybe you've been avoiding her because it makes your veins throb to know that there's nothing you can do, or maybe she's gone off somewhere you can't even understand her, let alone reach her.

She doesn't blame you for anything. Expect maybe for pulling her away from that window.
And maybe, maybe for forcing her to stay, when all she wants to do is get away.

She slips between your fingers whenever you try to touch her. Like water. A few days ago you assured her that the sky would never crush her; you didn't add that it was because she was so insubstantial she may as well be a part of it.
The problem is that she can't grow wings. People with mental illnesses never do, you hear.
But that was the day you realized that when she stares out the window, she's actually looking at something;
air.
Full title: She reminds you of the wishes you used to make by blowing dandelion seeds.

I really got into this one. (Please give me feed-back? ^^; )

Also, should I submit this or "the bullet will go through her" to #SelfInjuryAware's eating disorder contest?

EDIT: got fourth place in the contest. (:
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NelehGrimm Featured By Owner Aug 2, 2013  Student Writer
This is a really wonderful, precious and increadibly sad text. I read it in awe. Totally mindflashed right now. :)
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Winterhill9 Featured By Owner Dec 14, 2012   Artist
This story has to be one of the most painful and beautiful things I have ever read. The imagery, the faint references to her illness throughout, and the last word that made my heart feel like it had dropped. It feels so light yet it's about something so heavy and dark... I can't really even describe how amazing this is because it seems like perfection. Thank you for being terrific [:
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towards-eternity Featured By Owner Dec 20, 2012   Writer
thank you for being incredibly kind. :heart:
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DailyLitDeviations Featured By Owner Dec 12, 2012
Your wonderful literary work has been chosen to be featured by =DailyLitDeviations and has been selected as our "Pick of the Day". It is featured in a news article here: [link] and on our main page.

Be sure to check out the other artists featured and show your support by :+fav:ing the News Article. Keep writing and keep creating.
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towards-eternity Featured By Owner Dec 13, 2012   Writer
thank you very much!!
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violetense Featured By Owner Dec 2, 2012  Student Writer
This is one of the most painful things I've ever read.
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InfinityOnAString Featured By Owner Nov 6, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
One of the most suicidal things an artist can do is go through the work of a fellow artist.
Be it a writer, a photographer, a painter, we all have the exact same problem. We can never not find ourselves in the works of others even though they may have nothing to do with us. It can be the way they're written or the content of the writing or maybe the way we read it makes it feel so familiar, but still we can never find enough of ourselves and I think maybe that's what pushes us to become artists ourselves-
The problem though, with looking through other's art, especially someone as talented as you are, is that no artist feels their art is enough. No true artist can look at a piece of their work for more than five minutes and say "I finally did it, it's perfect" we'll always feel like it's lacking something or like we should delete something but we can never put our finger on it. But when we look at another artist's work, we find it perfect, breath taking, maybe even heart wrenching and oh so effortless. This is my problem with you, I find your writing perfect and it's also what I love about you and what makes me go through your gallery for another last time every now and then, it pushes me to become a better artist myself.

Your work is amazing, darling. <3
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towards-eternity Featured By Owner Nov 10, 2012   Writer
you're amazing. thank you so much for this comment. and for everything else, ever. :tighthug:

how are things?
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InfinityOnAString Featured By Owner Nov 10, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
My pleasure, as usual :tighthug:

Things are going pretty good I think, how about you? (:
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violetense Featured By Owner May 28, 2012  Student Writer
'beautiful disaster'
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towards-eternity Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2012   Writer
:huggle: thank you.
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DarkCelestial999 Featured By Owner Mar 23, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
. . . .in this poem
I see this young scrawny girl
Who has seen so much pain & suffering
Who doesn't know whether she hates herself or her body more.
She's so tiny & fragil and I sense a little regret. . .
Your words & the emotion & the imagry. . .this is amazing
You are a great writer. . .& this is amazing. & breathtaking. . .hauntingly beautiful. But I feel sad . . Because I want to help the girl.
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sense-and-stupidity Featured By Owner Oct 25, 2011  Student Writer
this is so tragic, and haunting, and beautiful. ah. it brought me to tears and I read it through five times just so I could breathe it all in. :) there are so many lines in here that I like and that I wish I could comment on individually, but that would take way too much time and use up way too much space, so here's one of my favorites: "...you catch yourself searching for the girl she used to be, the girl she should be, in the contours of her moon-light body." <--I love the imagery of "her moon-light body". I can see it so clearly; the contours of her thin frame outlined in the window like a sillouette.

fourth place? I think you should have gotten FIRST!!
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towards-eternity Featured By Owner Oct 28, 2011   Writer
thank you so so so so much! <33 :tighthug:
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sense-and-stupidity Featured By Owner Oct 30, 2011  Student Writer
you're very very very very welcome.
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smilewithlove Featured By Owner Aug 1, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
this just steals the breath from my lungs.
i can picture her just floating by my window, full of everything that she is and should be.
beautifully written.
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towards-eternity Featured By Owner Aug 2, 2011   Writer
thank you so much. :heart: (=
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smilewithlove Featured By Owner Aug 19, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
you're welcome :heart:
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Aeyun Featured By Owner Jun 16, 2011
I've uploaded this piece [link] inspired by the title of this - thought you should know :)
I don't know if I've commented before (it has been one of my favorite pieces for a while now), but you're amazing - i love your writing :love:
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azbilcreak Featured By Owner May 13, 2011  Student General Artist
That is so beautiful... and so sad.


You are an amazing writer.
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towards-eternity Featured By Owner May 16, 2011   Writer
thank you. (= <3
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azbilcreak Featured By Owner May 21, 2011  Student General Artist
no problem! :D
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darkwings16 Featured By Owner May 2, 2011  Student General Artist
really nice, very well written
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towards-eternity Featured By Owner May 3, 2011   Writer
thanks. <3
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darkwings16 Featured By Owner May 6, 2011  Student General Artist
Youre welcome~^^
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firedrakegirl Featured By Owner Apr 30, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
oh wow. this is very thought provoking, and beautifully written.
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towards-eternity Featured By Owner Jul 11, 2011   Writer
thank you. :hug:
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firedrakegirl Featured By Owner Sep 8, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
You're welcome :tighthug:
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masvida Featured By Owner Apr 29, 2011
And it scares you, it really does. Because you didn't realize how alive she was
until you found out that she's actually
dying.
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towards-eternity Featured By Owner Apr 30, 2011   Writer
i always feel that way when i find out someone i know has an eating disorder. :s
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masvida Featured By Owner Apr 30, 2011
same.
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teardownthefence Featured By Owner Apr 19, 2011
This is beautiful. Simply beautiful.
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towards-eternity Featured By Owner Apr 19, 2011   Writer
Thank you. :heart:
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Doviean Featured By Owner Apr 8, 2011
I swear to god- you made me cry
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towards-eternity Featured By Owner Apr 10, 2011   Writer
Sorry about that. :huggle:

Glad I touched you though.
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Doviean Featured By Owner Apr 10, 2011
nah its okay~
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its a beautiful piece.
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d0uze Featured By Owner Apr 7, 2011
wow wow wow wow wow wow wow
i could go on
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towards-eternity Featured By Owner Apr 7, 2011   Writer
Well, yeah, or alternatively you could be honest. =p

Thanks. (=
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yournamehere47547376 Featured By Owner Apr 4, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
This amazing. So beautiful. Your word choices are perfect, the ideas are wonderfully expressed, and it really strikes a chord and makes you think even when it's long over.
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towards-eternity Featured By Owner Apr 7, 2011   Writer
Thank you so very much. :heart: (=
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yournamehere47547376 Featured By Owner Apr 7, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
You're very welcome. You deserve it, truly.
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towards-eternity Featured By Owner Apr 10, 2011   Writer
:aww: <3
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Poisonedkitty Featured By Owner Apr 3, 2011
...I'm searching for an emote that will replace my complete lack of words.
But I can't find one.
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towards-eternity Featured By Owner Jul 29, 2011   Writer
so, i'm sorry i haven't replied to this until now. i've just been searching for words to represent my deep gratitude. but i can't find any.
:tighthug: <333
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kristaology Featured By Owner Mar 31, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
This is absolutely beautiful. The last word really struck a chord in me. Great job!
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towards-eternity Featured By Owner Apr 10, 2011   Writer
Thank you. :hug: (=
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little-adder Featured By Owner Mar 31, 2011
I... um.
Oh, god.
You have this uncanny ability to find the chinks in my armor and pry them open so that I'm all soft vulnerability. This was... IS. Wonderful.
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towards-eternity Featured By Owner Apr 10, 2011   Writer
Oh my gosh thank you so very much love. <33 :tighthug: I'm so flattered/glad.

(Sorry I've been completely unresponsive. >.<;; )
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little-adder Featured By Owner Apr 10, 2011
osuaphrg;ldhg A RESPONSE! -jumps on you and noms your head like a rabid wildebeest- DON'T BE SORRY, BECAUSE SEE? It makes me super happy when you finally DO reply, WHEEEEEEE~! : DDDD

You are so welcome! c:
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lealsfeels Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Your writing just tears me open and fills me up. It's incredible.

Thank you
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