The truth and it's meaning

Wake upon this morning day
Wish the pain would stay away
The sun provides the sky light
As lamps are dimly bright

No fatigue in the soul
No symptoms to dull or control
Stiffness should be long gone
As the morning dew covers the lawn

It would be a dream come true
For the nerves not to be dying and stuck like glue
The eyes would not have circles like the dead
Dizziness would not occur, no seeing colors like yellow or red

Still alive and waiting
With knowledge still worth debating
One story at a time
Each one could be my final rhyme

Serious as could be
One day this soul can be free
A privilege to be on this earth
From gods gift of a child's birth

Yet a notion of how to feel
Is slowly becoming not very real
It's not my wish and not my fault
Of how feelings and emotions come to a halt

For all the love I wanted to show
To all the ones that did not know
I am sorry so deeply and dearly
Yet for some reason I am still here this time yearly

Tears shall flow from my face
As limited memories enter from what it seems outer space