until when?

andrac Poems

i write you tens of letters which i then break in hundreds of pieces i fill thousands of pages with your name and then i press assertively the red button in the corner and you dissapear off of the screen of my mind of my heart not really and i don't know what to do to get you out of here i squeeze this soul out of any sentiment that could exist within so then i could squeeze you out as well but **** you you are still stubborn and you don't want to and i try and you won't and in vain i am tired i don't want this anymore i go to sleep at night with hope tomorrow i will be clean of you and i wake up in the morning and one more bud one more root one more blade is pushing through well is it fair? now tell me what do i do? but you are silent more than ever but you elongate you arms more and more and further and further and you squeeze more and more and harder and harder and it is more and more loathsome more and more terrible more and more longing it's ****