A sprint.

 I ran through hell. A suspended glass corridor. Under a huge pit of fire.
Sparks fly like birds, brimstone drops and cracks the glass.

I sprint across the glass naked and burning.
The pain reaches every centimeter of skin.
I scream and make it to the other side.
Struggle with the door.

Before me stands a mirror exposing all
Every monster and demon who has latched on
During those days when everything was about surviving
I turned to avoid the ugliness

Yet behind me another mirror appeared
And showed me infinitely evil
Like I was just getting started
I woke like a sword swinging

Burn marks up and down my body
hell so incredibly real
The world a simple game
Dressed up as complex