Treasure Map
        
            The lines are drawn. 
Paths to nowhere.
         
        
            Search deep enough, and you'll find nothing.
            Gold whispers in the wind—a lie, a trick.
        
        
            Follow the footprints
 
            or the shadows, neither
 
            lead to light.
        
        
            Hold the map tight. 
            It breathes, it mocks.
            Truth is buried
            beneath all this silence.