Nightfall Stimulants

I've tried endlessly to make a shift...
to rotate my breathing...
1...4...8...1...4...8...
to let my eyes
droop,
and my heart steady: like honey
dripping from a spoon.
How sweet sleep would be...

Though for some reason,
the night must be more taken with me
than morning...
for it keeps me hostage during it's time;
confiding with me, tempting me to never
close my eyes again.
It tickles my bones with nightfall stimulants -
what a sleepless impression these chemicals have on me.