This chamber is so empty
So cold
So dark
So... empty

Even my breath echoes off the paper thin walls
Walls that are cracked, broken, even collapsed.
There's no warmth in here, not even a sliver of light.
Where am I?
As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I saw horrid things.
Ghosts, skeletons... all without emotions blankly wandering with no direction.
I see tattered pictures, trampled over by time and regret
Each picture looks like a memory, painted with care.
I see broken vessels scattered around the floor, filled with cobwebs and sand.
Each vessel looks like it was storing a part of something.
As I walk to the center, there is a little glow; faint flickering, barely visible in a depression in the floor.
I crawl down, and wipe away the dust to find... myself...
This is my heart???
THIS IS ME?!?