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When All You Have Left Is Guts

Updated on November 26, 2010

No Guts No Glory

When you pour your heart out for a dream

If you look at it it closely it is smaller than a water bubble in the stream

Over time the names and faces don't matter

The things you tried that didn't work is like saw dust left for the sweeper

No use to anyone and just one more project started but never finished

It is what you do with your time now that makes the difference

You can spend hours on end trying to sort things out

It came about from something good that turned useless as the years passed

Certain things don't hold their value

Like an old car sitting in a garage for years

The hoses crack and the metal parts start to rust

In time they have lost their luster and the shine has disappeared

The real question is where do we go from here ?

Do we escape back in our hole and burry ourselves deep

Among the mess others might call a huge dung heap

When is a dream no longer a dream ?

When it costs you too much money !!!!

It can be a hobby that was fun

It can be looked at as your spare time that you have wasted

It could be something that just never was made quite right

It didn't survive the cut

It is your choice what ever you plan to do

But when it costs you more than it is worth

It might be time to send your dream packing

To a destination unknown

It has to be let go

Your vision has become distorted and your mind cluttered

Your brain has stopped from getting the proper signals

To tell you that this is not working

So how did we get so messed up ?

Things looked so easy

As we constantly make promises to ourselves that we will succeed

No matter what it takes

To never give up or we have failed miserably

What lessons can we learn from our longest and biggest mistakes ?

Do we throw it all in the scrap pile for someone else to burn

Will our dreams vanish as they go up in smoke ?

Can we find better things to do with our time that makes us proud

How can we move on from this sunken seat in the couch

That is worn and torn and the only alternative is to throw it out

The comfty seat for years gave us security and safety

Some how we felt sitting in it was not that bad

Really quite pleasurable to say the least

No one else would dare try to sit in this raggedy old flattened squished cushion

Because they might sink down in deep and never come out

As we part ways and make room for new furniture to decorate and fill our home with pleasure

I know I will soon forget and other memories will block the good times we have had

This is the way life is

Sometimes true sometimes sad


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      DREAM ON 7 years ago

      LaurieDawn I am constantly battling for what is good in my life and what is not needed in my life.I find that line get so blurred I feel like I am in the eye doctors office and I want to read the chart.It seems blurry and I can see it.But it could be alot clearer.But the eye doctor says your good to go.You will have a little trouble it comes with age.Life goes on.Only we can decide if we made the right decisions.Thank you so much.

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      LaurieDawn 7 years ago

      Dream On,

      Your words painted a picture, of things left discarded and forgotten, much as sometimes parts of our life can be. Thank you for reminding me that the important part about life is living it to its fullest. Such beautiful haunting words you have written. Thank you for sharing them with us.



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      DREAM ON 7 years ago

      Darlene Sabella I wish life was better and we have reached beyond our dreams.Sometimes life doesn't give us what we want or expect.It is up to us to make the most of what we have and keep trying.I am glad I have the Hub Pages too.I am still trying to figure life out.Hope I could put a smile across your face and I am glad you share your stories with everyone.Keep looking for the sunrise because thats where I will be.Waiting for things to change for the better and I will once again give it my best shot.Goodnight for now DREAM ON....

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      Darlene Sabella 7 years ago from Hello, my name is Toast and Jam, I live in the forest with my dog named Sam ...

      You know my dear dream on, these words where written just for me. On August 1st 1986 something changes me life...It is a story where true is crazier then ficton...You and all my other close hub friends are here with me in my secret safe place. I am lucky that I have a strong desire to succeed. Before that I just wanted life to hurry and end. This hub is a place many many people go after life beats them up, the get older and tired of the battle. Now I have my darlin pets, my children and you all are here who I love dearly... Love daskki