Post-Midnight – Poem by Lou Farrell

This poem is all about my inability to sleep every other night. And tonight being one of those nights, I thought I’d share the poem I decided to write. It’s possibly written to quickly, but hey, I’m hypomanic at the moment, so I have to go with the flow. I hope you enjoy it and you’ll enter a brief moment of my life.

As the dawn breaks
I’m still freakin’ awake,
sleep eluded me again
So I took to the pen,
I wrote this poem
the words are just flowin’.
Not til tonight
will wakefulness flight,
the day spent yawning
I might do some drawing,
A t-shirt design
waste a bit of time,
night sleep, night off,
my routine just because.
It’s my nature
an unusual creature,
bipolar its name
it has little shame,
hypomanic thoughts
brain stretched tort,
since new year it is
since sleepful bliss,
waiting for meds,
and Horlicks before bed.
My days merge
weeks diverge,
it’s all the same
with lockdown fame,
nothing to do
except write for you,
as dreams evaporate
my eyes darken n’ dilate.
But, tonight
I’ll sleep tight,
tiredness overides
the mind becomes fried,
a hopeful energy
a surrender to lethargy.


Lou Farrell

Welcome to the mental health blog of Lou Farrell. I am a writer and copywriter who pens all manner of articles relating to mental wellness and mental illness. I write about my own experiences and the knowledge I have gained over the years as someone who has bipolar disorder. I hope you enjoy the website :-)

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