Pondering a Reminiscence.

This is almost unreal
This sacred, blessed
Thing
Meadows covered in ocean water
Thunderclaps and lightning
Strikes
I have to believe this
But I won't
Acceptance
That thing in my room
It holds the answer to all my problems
Shining and glistening
I dare not look at it
It all makes too much sense
Too much
Wipe away these
Misconcieved
Notions
Those are all lies, right there
All of them
I know the real truth
It's as plain as day
I'll just bide my
Time
All of this can be
Solved
With just a little
Bit of
Patience