While fortune pointed out directions

We broke the tension, didn’t we?
Forged into an arrow that pierced the surface
Plundered with lines used for the wrong purpose
Our best nets filled with their good intentions
Damning each and every sentence

We left some traces, didn’t we?
For the shallows of the deepest verses
Poured on lungs that soaked up the surplus
Our return was never mentioned
Drowned before we reach the entrance