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Array ( [sid] => 107960 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Time Out [time] => 2005-10-17 21:45:04 [hometext] => (Wrote this at halftime of the Football game yesterday… Football was on the mind… but it’s not about football, it’s a different game I’m talking about… and it’s kinda confusing) [bodytext] => I’m calling a time out
There is not a doubt
I’ve played for too long
Now I’m not that strong

This game is killing me
I’m struggling to be free
I don’t know what to do
And it’s hard to talk to you

I just want to give up it all
And I’m ready to take the fall
I know you want me to talk
And you want to take a walk

But I can’t tell you how I feel
I’m afraid you’ll steal the wheel
And drive me off in to a place
Where we can stare into space

A place where you’ll make me talk
A place where we can only take a walk
Because there is nothing else to do
And the only ones are me and you

I’m calling a time out
I need to have a time out
I’m growing weak and you strong
And I’ve been fighting for too long

I’m calling a time out
There is not a doubt
If I don’t, you’ll win my mind
And you’ll control how I drive

I have to get away from you
Or who knows what I’ll do?
You are right and I am wrong
I am weak and you are strong

You will win if I can’t fight
I know that this isn’t right
But I hurt and don’t want to talk
And I don’t want to take a walk

I’ve got to fight
Even if it isn’t right
I’ve got to push away
Even if it hurts everyday

I’m calling a time out
There is not a doubt
I’ve played for to long
Now I’m not that strong
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Time Out

Contributed by sprinter27 on Monday, 17th October 2005 @ 09:45:04 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



I’m calling a time out
There is not a doubt
I’ve played for too long
Now I’m not that strong

This game is killing me
I’m struggling to be free
I don’t know what to do
And it’s hard to talk to you

I just want to give up it all
And I’m ready to take the fall
I know you want me to talk
And you want to take a walk

But I can’t tell you how I feel
I’m afraid you’ll steal the wheel
And drive me off in to a place
Where we can stare into space

A place where you’ll make me talk
A place where we can only take a walk
Because there is nothing else to do
And the only ones are me and you

I’m calling a time out
I need to have a time out
I’m growing weak and you strong
And I’ve been fighting for too long

I’m calling a time out
There is not a doubt
If I don’t, you’ll win my mind
And you’ll control how I drive

I have to get away from you
Or who knows what I’ll do?
You are right and I am wrong
I am weak and you are strong

You will win if I can’t fight
I know that this isn’t right
But I hurt and don’t want to talk
And I don’t want to take a walk

I’ve got to fight
Even if it isn’t right
I’ve got to push away
Even if it hurts everyday

I’m calling a time out
There is not a doubt
I’ve played for to long
Now I’m not that strong




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Re: Time Out (User Rating: 1 )
by Misunderstood_gurl on Monday, 17th October 2005 @ 11:26:28 PM AEST
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I think the game you r talking about is the game of life...am i right? if i am i liked the fact that you compared football to your life. it's a really good poem keep up the gr8 work!

Jessie


Re: Time Out (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Tuesday, 18th October 2005 @ 03:36:11 AM AEST
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The game of love : )

I like the repetitive lines in this, as it enhances the desperate plea in your words, and the conflicting emotions.
The flow was on point too; nice and smooth. Those last two stanzas really made the poem for me.
Great job expressing yourself in this one sprints. Keep 'em coming!


Scorp.




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