Where I Am Nothing Else Is Poem by Shalom Freedman

Where I am nothing else is -
Loneliness is so sad and so painful
Especially in the middle of the night-
I want to write
But what difference does it make anymore?
More words of the same thing over and over-
Loneliness is especially difficult
When it comes of failure-
I hear pain talking in me now-
I have the great lines
But what will they give me in the end-
It is the middle- of- the – night
But somehow there will come morning
And I will forget how lonely I am
And run out to pray Shacharit
In a minyan of strangers
Who certainly do not know my name.