Six Dreams Loss To A Tired Mind Poem by Vergil Tsubasa

Logic, practicality, and some form of Truth
Objectively may seem fair toll for dreams so unkindly aged
And so for and from these things I strain life from youth.
In want of new ideals begins a pilgrimage of hermitage

To replace is no crime to forget
But repairment has exceeded weight
Choice pantomimes its silhouette
Now logic sends the course lowly straight

Though detail's depth dare not betray
To a world absent so long of my trust
There is this little much to say
before breath's oxygen put words to rust

A heavy mind I could not sway
From throwing six dreams out today.