All This Day Has Been Lost Poem by Shalom Freedman

All this day has been lost
In fear and loneliness
In the silence of being unable to move

All this day has been lost
In worry and anxiety
Over that which I have no control.

Now by writing these words
I assert my freedom to myself
I begin to move
And as I do so
It is not joy but rather sadness and grief
That I carry along with me-

The night has come
And I am writing again
And should be happy

But the day has been lost
And its worries are with me still.