SUMMERTIME REVERIES

I am alive

Like a cure sent from heaven,
they caress me.
The night winds awaken
what I bury all day.
A gentle reminder, I am still alive,
I begin to feel.
Happiness, but, an excited bird,
it doesn't stay.

Too many doors open, to look
for a safe place, I smile.
Too many scars to chain me
back to pain, I surrender.
Roads walked once , take away
the destination far.
Adamant to not die before life ends,
I continue to wander.