Friendship and bagels
[hey guys!! It’s my first time sharing my poetry so feedback is appreciated :) !!]
a month has gone by of days passing time
my body’s impression has molded to the bed
and my mind keeps me locked down in place because i have never felt more alone
and i cry because I’m hungry for friendship and bagels
and i reread my writing like it’s a conversation
my past to my present
i can acknowledge myself and listen
when the words i want to speak cannot manifest into reality i feel at a loss because if i cannot express myself to myself how can i possibly ever express the extent of my loneliness to anyone else to the point where it can be fixed?
i know it starts with me
and i need to get used to being alone
but im so lonely it kills
and thats all i can write about because thats all i can express
a month of my mind telling me i have nobody and a year of believing it
summer withers away
and what have i accomplished other than furthering my pain
my my my
thats all i say
but i want to speak about others
i want someone to stay
and all i can explain is the meta of how i feel
feeling that i cannot express what i want to express
then that becomes all i can talk about
and what i really wanted to say goes away
because it’s covered under layers i have to peel back
all i can talk about is wanting to talk about anything
there’s so much i want to say
but im really hungry right now
so i can wait another day
Posted Jul 6, 2026, 4:59 AM UTC