Is it all worth it?

Sitting exhausted on my bed,
I exhale a long sigh of exasperation,
Wondering where life's winding path has led,
And what other roads could have led to my salvation.

The spark that once ignited my life has dimmed,
Passion for hobbies lost in the distant past,
I scour the cobwebbed corners of my mind,
In search of the dynamite that might make them last.

Familiarity is my anchor, my keeper,
A refuge where old souls and memories...