Worthlesss

I feel like my life is worthless the time spent working and thinking has faded. Like a piece of driftwood once wishing to be made into something special ending up along the shore worthless and unwanted some people just leave it sit to be stepped on; others throw it back because they don't want to see it or deal with it any longer. My love has left me for no one but it's self. For I no longer could feel the sweet sweet bliss I once felt of never being beat