I trundle through darkened halls again and again

breaking free for a time

never staying long in the light

then plunge I do

back into the gloom

wandering in the past

something I can not undo

fear no I should not

as I am accustomed

been here many time

why do I need to return

with fear in my heart

not liking who I be

is this my living Armageddon

my ongoing battle

who will win

when will the finale come

I look forward to that end

Am I incapable
of accepting love from another
of showing love for another
of being happy with myself
of showing compassion
of making lasting friendships
of living in the present not the past
Am I incapable