Desperado Destiny

Bodies attached

woven together

shackled in bindings

breeding jangling pain.

Dark dungeon of fate

desperado destiny

dancing at the brink

of treacherous cliff.

Rats gnawing at feet

struggling for life

at our locked gate.

If we want to escape

we each must breathe

diverse air on our own.

Untie tangled knots

allow dissonant souls

to tread their own path.