I'm so uncertain

What I had is gone

Be it or not

A fleeting pleasure,

Taken away knack,

Or misused treasure

I'm so not feeling

The spark of fire

In my guts I bear

Withdrawn desire

For what I once

Used to admire

I'm so not looking

For an explanation

Never have I asked

For a justification

It came and went

Of its own volition

No claim of greatness

Or a sacred mission

It's so not right

Expecting heaven

Taking for granted

A windfall given

This life has passed

Faster than fast

My wish at last

To be forgiven