David William Breidenthal Poet Free verse

The Crow In the Night

I was at the bar tonight – I’m sorry, father

I am the crow of the night, so don’t bother,

Releasing me, for I have wings of flight already

I bore these scars for far too long…the stars are my confetti…


I’m feeling lonely tonight

I’m not that bright, alright?

I’m swimming in my emptiness

I’m flying too high into this mess


The tablet and I are in love again…love again…

Technology has taken advantaged of me

Then again, it makes me feel good and then…

Someone has to bully me online…you see?


I have been in so many bars

To try to thrill me in many ways…many ways

In His eyes, I am like a billion stars

I’m just going through one of those days 


I must rise above the waters of woe

I must drive out the lies of your goodbyes

I am that lonesome crow, you know?

Change is a challenging chore…yeah, no lies…


I am restless and can’t seem to shut my mind down

I am confident that tomorrow will lift up my frown

Grieve not, love of mine, for I am no longer sad

Leave not, darling angel, for I am no longer mad


I am the silence amongst crowds

I am the leather amongst your loads

Your laundry pile makes me smile

Because my own is less than style


I believe there are brighter days out there

I am the introvert amongst extroverts

Tear away the sorrow from within oh so bear

Comfort me in the shadows…it hurts…


I’m soaring too low in my slight distress

I’m ascending from my sheer emptiness


I’m feeling no longer lonely tonight

Will you be my one and only friend? 

You shed some light upon my night

Will you be my best friend till the end?


I’m descending from my horrifying fears

I’m rising above the ashes of our nightmares

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Laura Breidenthal January 28, 2019 at 2:04 PM Good one - sometimes we need time away from technology to breathe. Sometimes people online can be rude and misunderstand who we really are. Loneliness is cured through productivity. There's a lot of guilt in some of these lines especially the first stanza. Forgive yourself and fly on, beautiful crow! Love you. Always, Laura David William Breidenthal January 28, 2019 at 6:41 PM Exactly! Yeah, people are over-opinionated or just plain rude online. I need to be more productive I suppose.. guilt overflows in my writing as of lately for some reason unknown to me still. I will be writing happier poems soon, but must write out my old poems that I haven't published yet on here. Love you too! -JWE

Silent One January 26, 2019 at 6:49 AM Very deep and dark poem JW, espressed with a lot of emotive words... David William Breidenthal January 27, 2019 at 12:53 AM Thank you, Silent One! =)