The last day dream/vision/delusion/ etc.

The image of a blank male figure appears in front of me in a realm of nothingness. No background, no true floor to stand on. But this figure stands as if nothing was bothering him with his right hand outstretched toward me. Not in a manner as to want something but to show me something.

Then i hear his voice. "I have been called many things for what I've done" his hand opens showing a heart within it now hovering just inches above his palm. I now notice behind him lay a corpse with its chest cavity ripped apart.

The Heart was of great morbid detail as razor wire was wrapped around it accompanied by barbed wire, a single ancient nail driven in the heart from the front at a downward angle;blood dripping down it, rot and festering at the bottom as stone could be see to be part of its top right portion, Iced over was its top left tip. Flames could be seen in all its intensities dancing in the center top. Stitches frayed along a single deep cut as another deep cut lay open. Spikes poke from the back of it out the front with the sensation of evil flowing from it. Chains of different variables are locked in the very center by a mechanism of unknown origin. A sewing needle was poked in the left side of the heart with a little bit of thread still attached to it showing a few parts near it that the heart had some parts sewed back together, with leather, metal and cloth threads. Electricity can be seen and heard jolting from random wires snaking in and out of the heart with scorched marks around them.

The heart pumped in front of my very eyes as His last words struck me hard awakening me out of my rack

"but At Least I Have A Heart..."