It will make you think….
There was no sense of time when the man woke up
In a plain, strange white room
He tried without luck
To try and stand up
And was chained to the strange white room
Time passed slowly, as the man tried in vain
To get out of the cold white room
He pulled and he strained
And blood covered the chains
All to get out of the room
To be rid of the chains in this tomb
His heart was aflame
With the guilt in his brain
From all of the sins he had done
He knew he would die
He knew this for no lie
Like the ones given
So often in life
He lost all his hope, he cried and he died
In the plain, strange white room
And then he woke up
O what glorious luck
It had been a dream of his own
He got up and stared
Wondering why he was scared
In his home, his own dark room
And with a cry of pain
Saw the wounds from the chains
And remembered the fear
That had come from in here
In his home, his own white room.
Hey man thanks, I really appreciate it. I’ll work on it 
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