The Heart's Chamber

Leoanda Taylor

Blood dripped down from the ceiling, running down the walls. Heavy thick chains held strongly to the cold metal chair. The body numb, the mind fading. What was once alive, now in the shadow realm of Death. No worker, no soldier, no King nor Queen to rule and stay, only the darkness of no eternity, a colourless place to be. Every freedom is granted in this place. No rules nor regulations, nothing to keep a hold of. Life nor death exists here. For 'here' is a place unknown of, where the soul, mind nor body can enter. A place of no emotion, a place that can never be reached. A place that is deep within my heart.