Circuitry of the Mind

In the depths of her thoughts, a city thrives, A labyrinth of wires, a maze alive. Red boxes pulse with energy and might, As machinery whirs, a symphony in sight. Her eyes, a window to the soul's dark night, Reflect the chaos, the tangled plight. The city's din, a constant, jarring beat, Echoes the turmoil, her heart doth repeat. In this surreal landscape, she finds her way, Through the circuitry, a new path to stay. The wires, like tendrils, wrap and entwine, A fragile dance, between heart and machine's design. In this fusion of human and machine's cold might, Lies a beauty, a strange, surreal light. A testament to the power of the mind's eye, To create, to transform, to reach the sky.