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09-07-2009
Jeff Hardy's Poems: The Amazing Telephone
The Amazing Telephone
By: Jeff Hardy
So many people are talking on phones across the world. So many don't even think about the amazing telephone. You are so far away...but I can hear you just fine. There is no face to face... But I can see you in my mind. Your voice is traveling beyond the word of speed. My voice is reacting at the perfect time you need. The phone is so amazing...I look at it and stare. I wonder how you hear me... I wonder why I care? So many people are talking from Europe to Japan. So many conversations between the U.S. and Iran. So many people are talking...while they're all alone. So many people are using... The amazing telephone.
I wonder if they hated me? What was going through their mind? I wonder if they loved me? What was inspiring their sign? I wonder if they felt me? Like goosebumps through the skin? I wonder if they watched me? For that they can remember when? I wonder if they boo'ed me? Like a loser no one knew? I wonder if they cheered for me? Like a youngster that had grew? I wonder if they cared for me? Crashing down flat on my back.......... I wonder if they followed me? Ever since the last attack.......... I wonder if they were lying? When they said, "You suck!" I wonder if they were crying? When I was unable to duck......... I wonder if they will be my fans? Until I have to fold? I wonder if they will remember? Jeff Hardy As he grows old..
Sitting on the porch...scared to ring the bell. I wait for you to see me...I sit scared as hell. Rocking in the chair...hoping the squeaks bring you near. I wait for you to hear me...I'm alone so filled with fear. Pacing on the hardwood...not knowing what to say. When you see me pacing...when you make your way. Laying on your welcome mat...not feeling very welcome. I guess you're in there sleeping...you're so peaceful...when you sleep. Freezing on the outside...so cold but yet so sweet. Your body's on the inside...I'd kill to feel your heat. Dialing on my phone...the number of your phone. I can't press send...so no I'm...going home. Walking to me car...I want to kill myself. You make me feel complete...without you I'm...never free. Free from depressive states...of mind, body and soul. Free from sad days with me...free from sad...days alone. Turning my ignition switch...bright lights start shining through. My eyes are blinded momentarily...holy shit...it's you! Sitting on the porch together...not worried about the bell. We're looking in to each others eyes... I'm no longer scared as hell. This night will be a memory... One that's sure to keep. I didn't want to wake you... I thought you were Sound Asleep.
Let's say your name was Reaching In... Let's say you were given this power. A power that made you super... A power that made you more than me... A power that nobody else could have... A power that only you could see... A vibe that only you could feel... A move that only you could perform... A card that only you could deal... A cold heart that only you could make warmer. Let's say your name was Reaching In... Let's say you were given this choice. A choice that made you think... A choice that made you fit out... A choice that made you scared... A choice that made you doubt... A bad that only you could make good... A crime that only you could steal... A scene that makes you wish you could... A hurt that only you could heal. Let's say you were given this power... Let's ask? Would you still be Reaching In?
When the time is yours... The time is gone. When it feels so right... It's on the way to wrong. When you love so much... Can you always be sure? That your love is a touch... That your love is a cure? When you feel as if you're hated... Will you make it through? This unpredictable life... These unappreciated dues. When you say what you feel... Will they look at you and laugh? When you know what you've learned... Will they stab you in the back? If you fall from where you're standing... Will they try to make the save? When you stand on what you're saying... Will they listen as the road you pave? When the time is yours... The future's waiting. The person you become... The people you're creating.
He said, "I'm sorry sir, it's just the law." The response was---- "Damn, I've been smoking in here all day!" Then he said, "Well, just goes somewhere else then I won't be able to see you (in a very nervous type of voice that explains why he said goes instead of go) ----The smoker then put out his cigarette and said, "Fuck it!" This security man was now somewhat shaken up because he did his job and then he felt bad when the peson smoking was so cruel. It was like he thought, somewhere, deep down, this smoker was a better person than him just because he is part of a million dollar organization. This man's feeling at this time was very similar to a lot of others in this world. It's simply the feeling of emptyness that doesn't take but one sentence to accomplish. Fortunately, for this man, the feeling will pass, but for some, it just hangs around and holds on until death is it's final prescription. It's sad to believe that people can act so punkish and still believe that they are a good hand in this world. All the man had to say was, "I've been smoking in here all day, but if it's the law.........so be it." He could have basically been nicer is all I'm saying. And a lot of people could be nicer, but they are not. So maybe some people are born to be selfish jerks throughout life, especially successfull people. I don't know, I'm not in the position to do anything anyway, so I can just be myself and everyone else can stay the same.
Jeff Hardy's Poems: Our Respects We Should Send To Her
Our Respects We Should Send To Her
By: Jeff Hardy
She died today. I'm not sure why? She left us this way. I'm not sure again? I thought of nonsense yesterday.......... I think of serious feelings right now. It's words like.......... Died, Killed, Hurt, and Murdered.......... That jump start our emotions for a single moment at a time.......... At a time: meaning they don't last, one day at a time becomes the unsatisfied past. She died today. And yet we still laugh! She left us this way. And yet we still complain! Even though we didn't know her, Even though we didn't see her, We don't have to act as if we never talked to her. She was one of us, we are one of her, she should be remembered..........our respect we should send to her.
It happened again... I said hello and I heard no hey. It's happened again... There's nothing to say. Maybe the old man thought I was Stupid, ignorant, mad, or insane. Maybe the old man didn't want Me on this plane. Who really knows? Who really cares? Who really studies? Who just stares? At freaks like me...at people like you. At old men like he...at sickness that grew. The old man might not have hated me... He might have just said... "I don't know about this boy... He looks messed in the head."
Was he nervous or was he scared? Was she willing or was she dared? Or is it a feeling that we can't explain..........Maybe a feeling..........exchanged for pain.......... Is this the answer or is this the clue? Would she, asked the question..........? Would she control you? If it's just a feeling that may soon pass..........It could become the feeling that seems to last. How could we be different if we didn't even know..........The facts of life upon us..........the facts of life that grow. Could it be the feeling that we once remembered well----- Or could it be the feeling.........."You know, exciting mail?" I can't believe I live here..........each and every day. Wondering what's next..........especially what to say. I think it's a feeling of love and jealously..........I feel it is the feeling that takes control of me----- So, were you nervous or was it a scare? Together we were willing----- And forever, I still care. Yes it is that feeling of joy, a happiness. That feeling we all wish for..........so please let me possess..........and if you're really out there----- then I will pray to feel----- Your love and be your witness..........Thank God! This feeling is real.
Inside a bubble...that somebody blew...I am the wall you see through. Away from space...I'm trapped inside...There is no room...no room to hide. Inside a star...that everyone sees...They see the sparkle, but can't see me. Away from land...I'm trapped inside...I'm sorry I did it...sorry I lied. Inside a song...that nobody hears...It's only me...wet from tears. Away from grace...I'm trapped inside...I'm floating away to the other side. Inside a world...that you created...I've left this world...myself has faded. Away from love...I'm trapped inside...I'm held from holding...my body's died. Inside my soul...that you reach through...I am the ghost that stays with you. Away from them...I watch you sleep...I visit your dreams...in peace so deep. Inside a bubble...that somebody blew...I am your angel...that somebody is you. Hide away...fly away...insideaway.
Being who I am..........Is truly a gift of God! Being who we are together..........Is truly a gift of love! I hear that God loves us all I hear that love can capture anyone's heart..........But separating the good from the bad Seems like an unwinnable game to me. We can't just expect to be alike. We can't just expect to get along. All we can expect is the unexpected. Things that will blow our minds! Things that will take our souls! Things that will make us happy..........Things that will make us sad..........These things are nothing we know. Hell! They might not even exist! If God and love have a lot in common, and all these people take "belief" to the extreme, The impossible will be proven wrong. The word impossible will never function again!
If you're lost for words.....Become found for actions.... If you're lost in life...Become found with reactions.... Stop searching for who you are...and remember where it started.... You are a flight in motion...Soaring since departed... Words are a puzzle that will never be completed.....? Yours truly.... Jeff Hardy Ours truly....this life
When they look out through the clouds When they look out through the sky Does a normal person look? Is it normal people that cry? When they look out through the stars Does a normal person wonder? About the life behind bars? When they look out through the ocean When they look out through the sea Does a normal person act? Like I would if it were me? When they think about Heaven When they think about Hell Does a normal person become scared? Is it normal to sell? These all deserve the question stamp These all create an unpredictable ramp----- There are so many other than me So many differences that we all see. But there are always opinions and there are always lies----- So it's day by day...until the body dies Who controls the soul? Who leads the way? Has it paid off? Remembering to pray?
Here I am again...tired from not sleeping...Sad from not loving. I feel miserable again...here on this plane...Here on this earth. I've done it again...I stayed out all night. I feel it again...I dread this flight. Why? Because I'm sick...Sick of being owned... I write because I'm sick...Sick of being known. If I was normal...Would she like me the same? If I was just a stock boy...Would she still enjoy my name? I'd like to think she does and would...I believe in her and believe in me she should. I'm gonna lean my head against this window...Close my eyes and go to sleep. I'll wake up in the next town...With thoughts beyond deep. The days will go by as I will just act. As the days go by I can only look back...At the good times...the fun. At the bad times...the fun. I wonder if she misses me as much as I miss her...I wonder if she waits to see me...I wonder if she waits? I'd like to think she did and would...I believe in her and believe in me she should. My heart is so curious...My mind is so blank...Without you I'm lost... I am an empty tank.
We fly inside as if we are never coming back. We fly outside as if there were no tomorrow. We think without thinking..........we rise! We respond without responding..........we leave! We live this life as if we are in death proof bodysuites. We live this life as if we are in..........sane! We starve without starving..........we continue! We became without becoming..........we cherish! We always expect the overwhelming unexpected. We cry without crying..........we act! We save without saving..........we pretend! We run for you with thoughts of your life ending. We provide without providing..........we wait! We extend without extending..........we stay! We are the choosen few who save your tomorrows. We grow without growing..........we maintain! We help without helping..........we are? The ones who risk our birthdays for yours. The ones who risk our existence for the world. We follow the danger, where ever it goes. We are the believers, we are.......... Heroes.
It was like leather sticks with mushroom coating. Like cow tongue licks with weather side roaming. A naked watch that was watching me. A lever to pull that grew like a tree. Slowly but surely the muscles were fat. Uplifting but low...the owner was a rat. Sold to the corner where the slobber sets in. It's wet and smells bad like a few.....of our friends. It was like a condom... That was made out of stone. A cracker of wisdom that was so damn old. Like crows it was... Washed with no rinse. Like me it was... It made no sense.
CM Punk makes his way to the ring to a not so friendly reaction. Punk gets in the ring with a microphone. Punk says everyone is talking about the big controversy stemming from the Bash and, to be honest, hes getting a little sick and tired of that. Punk says hes sick and tired of people saying he purposely struck an official to take a cheap way out and retain his title by disqualification. Punk says hes come out here to show us step by step what really happened. First, the allegation that Jeff Hardy won the World Heavyweight Championship but was somehow robbed.
We see the part of the match where Jeff Hardy hit the Swanton Bomb and gets the cover but Punk clearly had his foot under the rope, out of bounds. Punk says the referee is only human and saw he made a mistake. Punk says where he comes from, the rules still mean something. The funny thing in all of this is that he was the one who was almost robbed. If the referee didnt see his foot then he wouldnt be champion. Things would get worse as he suffered an eye injury.
We now see the part of the match where Jeff Hardy goes for the Twist of Fate but Punk twists out of it and gets him in position for the GTS. Hardy elbows out and in the process somehow injures CM Punks eye. Punk holds his eye and then kicks the referee in the back, causing the disqualification. Punk says clear as day its pretty obvious he couldnt see. His vision was obstructed as his eye was damaged. Punk says he thought he was swinging at Jeff but hit the referee instead accidentally. Punk says he prides himself on being a competitor and is a man of honor. Punk says hes never taken the cheap way out nor has he ever taken a shortcut inside or outside the ring. Hardy had every reason for being frustrated; they were having a classic championship match, he thought he was on his way to becoming champion, but nothing, and he means nothing, excuses what he did to him next.
They now show the end of the match where Hardy confronted Punk about kicking the referee on purpose before snapping and destroying CM Punk with punches. Punk just rolls around and holds his eye while Hardy is pulled away. Back in live action Punk is shaking his head. Punk says Jeff Hardy has no idea who he is as a person. If he did he would know that he has principles and integrity he never has and never will take a shortcut. What Hardy did to him was obviously deliberate. Now, as Punk understands, Hardy is going around telling anyone who will listen that he wants a rematch from Punk. Punk says thats fine by him but he wants something from Jeff Hardy an apology. The crowd boos.
General Manager Theodore R. Longs music hits and he makes his way to the ring smiling. Hes happy for a guy who is on probation. Long says hes going to get right to the point. Long says he doesnt know if he took the cheap way out, and Punk goes to interrupt him, and says not to cut him off. Long says Punk was right he and Jeff were having a classic match so he wont let it end like that. At Night of Champions he will face Jeff Hardy once again for the World Heavyweight Championship!
Punk says thats super but what he needs Long to do is get Hardy out here and apologize. Long says he doesnt have to do anything. Mr. McMahon was happy with the way he shook things up at the Bash and he made it clear to him to keep it going. Mr. McMahon wants controversy to shake things up so tonight the new Unified Tag Team Champions will take on the team of Jeff Hardy and CM Punk!
Jeff Hardys music hits and he comes out to a great reception. Hardy gets in the ring and gets in Punks face. Hardy says he doesnt want to hear Punks excuses anymore. Punk knew Hardy had him beat at the Bash and he knew exactly what he was doing when he kicked the referee. Hardy asks if being straight edge means being a liar. Whether Punk knows it or not he can see right through him. Punk says unless the next words out of his mouth are I am sorry he can shut up because he doesnt care about what he has to say. Hardy says hell apologize for beating the holy hell out of him at Night of Champions and he pushes Punk! Punk pushes back and Teddy Long separates the two!
Punk says its cool but tonight they need to be on the same page or Jericho and Edge will tear them apart. Theyre already at a disadvantage due to his eye injury and the crowd boos. Punk says he had to forfeit a match on Superstars, something he didnt want to do. Punk says hes not forfeiting anything tonight but if he can give Hardy a piece of advice, because he knows that Hardy wants to punch him in the face, his piece of advice is something Hardy should have done a long time ago Just say no! Punk leaves the ring as we ponder what he really meant by Just say no.
Edge & Chris Jericho vs. Jeff Hardy & CM Punk
Itll be CM Punk starting out against Edge. They circle the ring before locking up. Edge wrenches the arm and drops CM Punk to a knee. Edge wrenches it again before CM Punk rolls out, slaps the hand, and dropkicks Edge. CM Punk wrenches the arm and tags in Jeff Hardy. Hardy comes off the second rope with a forearm to the shoulder. Hardy punches and kicks Edge in the corner before sending him sternum first into the opposite corner. Hardy covers but Edge quickly gets a foot on the rope. Hardy bounces Edges head off the turnbuckle, wrenches his arm, and tags in CM Punk.
Punk comes off the top rope with a club to the arm. Punk wrenches the arm before kicking Edge in the chest twice. Punk then takes Edge down with an arm bar. Edge fights up and forearms Punk before making the tag to Jericho. Jericho runs into an arm drag takedown. Punk wrenches the arm and body slams Jericho down. It looks like Jericho jammed his knee a bit on that. Punk makes the tag to Jeff Hardy, who hits a leg drop on Jericho off the second rope, for a two count. Jericho hits Hardy with some punches and kicks while talking trash, of course. Jericho has a whip reversed on him but Hardy lowers his head and Jericho kicks him in the face. Jericho goes back into the ropes and Hardy hits him with an inverted atomic drop followed by a double leg drop to the midsection. Hardy wrenches the arm and tags in CM Punk.
Punk kicks Jerichos arm before wrenching and hitting a snapmare for a one count. Punk gets an arm bar on before Jericho pushes him to the ropes. Jericho gets a headlock on and tags in Edge. Edge kicks Punk in the ribs and Jericho punches Punk before leaving the ring. Edge head-butts Punk but has a whip reversed on him and Punk hits a back heel kick. Punk tags in Hardy and sends Edge to the corner. They then hit Poetry in Motion, which also catches Jericho, who came over to help. Hardy and Punk look at each other as we go to commercial.
-Commercial Break-
We come back from the break to see Jeff Hardy and Edge squaring off. Hardy walks right into a kick in the midsection and Edge punches him a few times. Edge punches Hardy before whipping him into the corner but Hardy slingshots over him and hits an arm drag followed by an arm bar. On the apron CM Punk is holding his eye. Hardy wrenches Edges arm and goes for a tag but Punk refuses, claiming his eye is hurting. Hardy hits Edge down for a one count. Hardy hits a nice suplex before getting a nice jackknife pin for a two count. Hardy punches Edge to the corner and whips him to the opposite. Hardy backs up and charges but Edge moves and tags in Chris Jericho.
Jericho comes in and hits a low dropkick before talking some trash. Jericho drops a pair of elbows before punching him. Jericho yells at Punk and causes a referee distraction. Jericho throws Hardy out of the ring and distracts the referee while Edge punches him into the barricade on the outside. Jericho goes outside and retrieves Hardy, throwing him back in the ring. Jericho cuts Hardy off before he makes the tag but he wouldnt have made it as Punk is concentrating on his eye. Jericho taunts the crowd before locking on a chicken wing submission. Hardy fights up and punches out. Jericho reverses a whip to the corner so Hardy attempts to slingshot over but Jericho catches him and throws him over the top rope. Jericho taunts the crowd again as the referee begins counting Hardy out. Punk is attentive now and willing Hardy on. Jericho goes outside to get Hardy but Hardy runs in and attempts to tag in CM Punk but Punks eye is hurting again!
Hardy punches away at Jericho and has a whip reversed on him to the corner but Hardy counters with Whisper in the Wind! Both men are down and Jericho makes the tag first. Edge cuts Hardy off and goes for the Edgecution but Hardy counters into the Twist of Fate and forcibly tags in CM Punk! Punk comes in and hits a high knee into a bulldog for a two count. Punk goes for the GTS but Edge counters into the Edge-O-Matic and appears to have raked the eye on the way down. This gets Edge a two count. Edge taunts the crowd and drops a knee into Punks ribs. Edge forearms Punk and kicks him down in the corner before being admonished by the referee. Jericho chokes Punk as the referee is distracted. Edge now tags in Jericho.
Jericho comes in and hits a kick to the ribs. Jericho then pokes CM Punk in his good eye before being admonished. Jericho talks some trash before getting punched by Punk. Punk and Jericho have a bit of a misstep as they whip into the corner but the pros make the save with a double clothesline. Both men are down and crawling to make the tag. Just as Punk goes to tag in Hardy, Hardy feigns an eye injury! Jericho rolls Punk up for a near fall. Jericho then attempts to lock on the Wall of Jericho but Punk kicks him away. Punk gets Jericho on his shoulders but loses his footing and Edge tags in. Punk hits the GTS on Jericho but turns right into a Spear from Edge! The Unified Tag Team Champions get the win!
