The Curse

I say my destiny Looking
Finally came the curse. Freedom
Is there anything you can find? No
Because there is no meaning to me
My whisperer, you say the world is meaning.

Freedom Finally came the curse.
Search Are not you a slave of Mr. Existence?
Throughout the day, centuries bear the word Meaning

essence, meaning, essence Until tired
in my poem But nothing Because of meaning

just on you my fate
Dissolve me, in the bars of the prison of your meaning.