thawtz

Rush

Your mind's eye reflects
the world around.
From the spinning night's sky,
to the depths of the ground.
Your shadowed quest is spotted
as you swiftly travel.
The inner demons lash at you
and you start to unravel.
A shake of the head,
once, then twice.
A surge of adrenaline,
seems as your body's vice.
Fighting through it all, you make it through.
Industrial Hell it is,
yet some call it "Work" too.