Energy.

One of the few things in life I do not have.

It evades me,

Weaving in an out of narrow alleys.

I searched

And failed.

For it had flown away.

Now I lie here on my bed,

Energy taunting me from above.

Now I lie here on my deathbed,

Energy long gone and faded,

My eyes close.

And I awaken to three energies above my head,

Taunting me once again.