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Pen Name: Atreu Cell
Title: Don’t Leave… Yulia…
Rating: PG
Type: Poem
Genre: Angst
Disclaimer: This poem is, in effect, a sequel of sorts to Tell Me… Lena… in as much as it was written as a response to that poem, Lena’s response. Imagine that the first poem was in fact a message for Lena left on her phone by Yulia. Imagine how Lena would feel when she found out, what she would do… It was on this premise that I started to create the poem. Therefore, if you read this poem with all this in mind, it will make much more sense!
In any case, please remember that this is a work of fiction, and is not intended in any way to be an overtly accurate representation of Yulia or Lena!
As it falls, out, of my hands,
The phone it hits, the ground, by my feet,
As the water, drowns, this whole land,
These tears they swell, inside, as I weep.
There is no time, to dry, my blood red eyes,
I hear my tears, splash, inside my soul,
The moon it shines, through, these liquid blinds,
It’s as if, I’m seeing, through crystals.
Don’t leave, Yulia,
I won’t let you go,
Don’t leave, Yulia,
You’re all, that, I know.
And now my heart, within, an awful sound,
The pains so much, I clench, my fist,
It beats so hard, it shakes, the very ground,
It hurts so bad, I writhe, I scream and wince.
And yet I rise, up, to my feet,
I know it’s what, you, would do for me,
And as I run, in cold, sore bare feet,
I swear that soon, together, we shall be.
Don’t leave, Yulia,
I can’t let you go,
Don’t leave, Yulia,
You’re everything I know.
Now I sprint, so fast, the world’s a blur,
I hear a car, it screeches, to a halt,
My eyes blink shut, and there, is Yulia,
And then I think, perhaps, it’s all my fault.
Why wasn’t I, there, for you my siren?
An answering machine, was not, what you deserved,
Left alone, in cold, artificial silence,
I dread to think, how much, that must have hurt.
Don’t leave, Yulia,
I refuse to let, you go,
Don’t leave, Yulia,
You’ve so, much more, to show.
The feeling in, my feet, is all gone,
It’s as if, I’m flying, through the air,
I’ll be there soon, please, you must be strong,
Still I fly, but now, in freezing fear.
I feel it now, this dread, comes over me,
It’s talons grab, and squeeze my skin,
I feel so numb, my feet, bleed on the street,
But I won’t stop, I swear, I won’t give in.
Don’t leave, Yulia,
I’ll never let you go,
Don’t leave, Yulia,
I, need, you so.
I see your house, the lights; they’re all out,
It looks so dark, so barren, and so cold,
My eyes are full, I run, I scream and shout,
And now I fear, what, will unfold.
I smash the door, it, opens wide,
There you lay, so small, on the floor,
And as I drop, down, by your side,
I’m with you now, but you, feel so poor.
Please stay, my Yulia,
I need you in this world,
Please stay, dear Yulia,
Your story needs to be told.
I hold you tight, so, very close,
Our lips, at last, they touch, but you’re like ice,
Now we are one, please, don’t give up hope,
I swear you, and I, will see blue skies.
The world I know, has, been bad to us,
But never again, shall, I leave your side,
I know indeed, that I, betrayed your trust,
But you and I, together, will turn the tide.
Please stay, my Yulia,
I’ll die without you around,
Please stay, dear Yulia,
I’ll never again, let you down.
My heart it skips, so, many beats,
At last you’re eyes, they, start to move,
I cry your name, my eyes, like a stream,
I realise now, my love, I’ve been a fool.
As you gaze, deep, into my eyes,
Breathing low, it’s hard, for you to speak,
Hush dear child, now, we’ve all the time,
I shall stay, this night, whilst you sleep.
Now I know, Yulia,
You’re the air I breathe,
Now I’m sure, dear Yulia,
You’re the only thing, I need.
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