| Jeff Hardy'z Poems |
| WORDS OF AN ANGEL |
| TO LIVE, TO BELIEVE I can't truly say that I feel the pain of the paralyzed. However, I can truly say that I would do anything to help heal a wounded heart. Not being able to move or control your body is one of the scariest things known to me. When I witness people in these chairs created to travel, it takes my breath away and stops my heart. Just knowning that there is a power as strong as a person living with everyday stillness is an overwhelming inspiration to me. And should be to us all! What can be done to let them walk again? What I wouldn't give to see them rise and stand. Maybe one day an unatural cure will come. Maybe one day the disadvantage will be conquered. The growing confusion between happy and sad, bad and good, continues to react back and forth in the minds of the committed victims. So if the partying isn't enough, if the drugs and alcohol aren't enough, shouldn't a paralyzed body set and example? |
| WHAT IF, AGAIN What if you were that overweight person sitting in the corner, thinking everyone in the room has looked at you at least once and still had something negative to say? What if you were one half of that elderly couplethat was wanting so badly to be young again, but were still so cool? What if you were that patient lying in the hospital bed not knowing if you were going to live or die? Put yourself in other people's worlds, experiance the look through other people's eyes, learn the territory, and make yourself at home. If you can truly understand and overcome this obstacle, then maybe one day we will all be equal, maybe one day we will all agree on decisions, maybe one day all our worries won't be problems. What if again? Our journey begins. |
| WHAT I WANT Another world..... Is where I want to go! Another life..... Is what I want to show! Another face..... Is what I want to feel! Another card..... Is what I want to deal! Another person..... Is who I want to be! Another lover..... Is who I want to see! Another hand..... Is what I want to hold! Another business..... Is what I want to fold! Another sickness..... Is what I want to end! Another straight line..... Is what I want to bend! Another power..... Is what I want to have! Another lucky number..... Is what I want to grab! Another time..... I don't know what I want? |
| YOUR OWN STANGE EYES Look into your own eyes, Check into yourself. Look into your own world, Look without the help. Of people who try to change you, Of people who try to hurt you. The people that...try to make you. Something you're not, Something un-new. Look into your own past, Create the history. Of things you've done and things you're gonna do. Of the things you love and the things you'll breakthrough. The things that fit, The description of you. Are the things you need, To stand out in this zoo. Look into...your mirror of lies. Look deep into...your own stange lies. |
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