Does this poem make sense?

Burn the midnight oil
the night sky is a lucid beauty
the fire stars burn it black
like liquid
It is divine
it is true beauty
it is what we see
my sky,
my sky
big and wide and vast
makes me want to cry
makes me breathe
like my soul just died
and was...

reborn
better
more alive
this true amazing
and indescribable thing
is my life
my life made up
of little moments
all mini epiphanies
a scream of beautiful awe
like no other ache
I want you to know and
experience this feeling
it is as if God himself
has shown you this beauty
the love of the world
the love of life
makes me almost die
if I died today
I’d die of happiness.
I’d die with a smile and a tear,
I’d have no fear,
knowing what I did was enough
I need not be worried of what is after
for when my time comes I will know
what I did in life was good and beautiful
and made a difference, however small,
it did something unique
it was something shining
like the light of a soul whose
body is oblivious,
they are unknowing of their
power.
my blithe and bearing
on the world’s shoulder,
my inhabitance of Earth
my importance to show
I will speak my truth
and let them know
They love and are loved
this world and place drowned in it
like an ocean of joy and tears and screams
the room of people all together
in one mess of beauty
of terror of the painful truth
that what they had before
is no comparison
to what they have now
they sacrificed it all
to receive something better
the true gagging crying mess
the sweetness of the fruit of life
takes me away
makes me want to stay
makes me want to give to someone else
what was given to me.
I need nothing
I need no one
I need only to share what I have today.
This life is a game that I played well
After winning big I want to show them the road.
It is a dark ancient road of concrete and beauty
pure liquid from the lake I grew up around
drinking the memory and moving forward
the people behind me have trust and faith
they know who speaks truth
and who preaches lies
the crying agony and overwhelming
happiness
the power of emotion that
makes me sing
makes me explode
and fire turns to gold
my fire passion
to a heart of gold
glorify me God
make me speak and say what I need
for I haven’t got the words
to do this deed.
Tell me the life God
Tell me what I experience
give me the right words
so they will see also.
Child,
my innocent child,
so full of joy,
you were once different,
and now you have seen it truly.
If you say to them simply,
what happened to you,
say it the way you believe and know
and they will know too,
they will be happy too.
Love the world
and spread your compassion
hug the people and cry out your emotion
it is greater than seems humanly possible
at this moment you shine
and at this moment
share this painful happiness
share the cries
and share the sorrow,
show them what they have missed
and what they could get.
what they can be
how they could see
what life was truly set out to be.
Colors of the light
colors of the soul
spirit of the soft
and spirit of the old.
You are thine eye,
divinity is your true
person,
your true place,
soul,
face,
don’t breathe
hate fall
heal cry laugh
just
be.

long but its really good