The Long Day Of Anxiety Poem by Shalom Freedman

THE LONG DAY OF ANXIETY

The long day of anxiety
Moves toward a quieter evening
Errands have been done
Energy released
Physical tiredness
Makes the mind less eager to fear itself-

How many years now
Have I struggled with my own moods?
And why are there still days
When I am like a helpless child
A lost nothing
Who cannot do
And is not worth anything
To himself?

I am a bit calmer now
Soon I will go to Shul and pray Maariv
Perhaps then the demons of this day
Will leave me alone for good.