Soul Searching 2

And so,
as he lay in his bed,
mind misting over and
he kept turning over
and body shaking,
muscles firing and
sweat perspiring.
At 3am
the bed sheets are still clinging,
stomache crunching thoughts
are still ringing. So loud,
and his eyes are red round.
It always starts and ends the same.
And he never wants to forget
how he feels right now.
He wakes, refreshed.

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