Slipping away

I so want to write,
but don't know what to say,
and I'm slipping, slipping away.

The crowd disappears,
at the end of the day,
and I'm slipping, slipping away.

I'm so scared,
of that moment,
when you realize time moved on.

And there's no turning back.
No more yesterdays.
No more familiar laughs.

You tell yourself that you're busy,
that life comes first,
so many things to do.

But the words trickle out,
and the fans have gone silent,
The arena has closed for the night.

Onto bigger and better things,
that never came.
and time keeps fading away.

I miss those days,
when I talked and had no care
as to who was listening.

But times have changed,
Have I?
Is it time to say goodbye?

But I'd miss it so,
With no where to go,
and I'm slipping, slipping away.