peace of mind

i am at a loss of words to begin this poem
i can only see what it is ive been shown
alone not again, but always and still
my peace of mind begins to fill
my heart and soul of lonesome and desire
im only growing older, only to tire
if only a she could have seen
who i am
and what i am about
maybe she wouldve liked me
without a doubt
but i think like an elder
alone on his death bed
as i start to regret
what it is i never said
at least my pen and pad can capture my thoughts
the thoughts of a man who is lonesome but strong
nothings changed
same dance
same song
my significant other
my peace of mind