Réka Andrássy: Don't wait for me
Don't wait for me anymore. I'm very tired.
I'm sitting on a rickety bench at the end of the world
and I dangle my legs over nothing.
I'm sitting here by myself instead of the two of us.
One does not forget easily.
(I'm always surprised that I still have tears.)
My soles are cold, nothing burns.
I don't feel like moving, going.
I rock like a little child
Loneliness slumbers next to me.
It makes you lose weight and makes you gain weight on the sore ones.
I'm afraid he'll wake up and push me into nothingness suddenly.
Photo: internet
György Albert: The sculpture of fatigue and melancholy
It is located on the shores of Lake Geneva in Switzerland