Why do people lie? I know it’s not a crime But to break someone’s trust is that what’s in their mind? I am no one to judge, but someone has to interrupt.
Do you wanna be friends? Asked the huntress. With all my heart, answered the credulous soul. The journey began, ups and downs, right or wrong And yet she was so naive to fall for the trap.
The shattering of her heart was so loud, Even the Mariana Trench got a shake Infinite fathom inside sea was where she wanted to be.
The overwhelming feelings turned to greatest despair Her alter ego now was someone with fangs to **** The purest and faithful blood she possessed, Her soul was Anachronistic for this gullible world.
The melancholy tune was in her head Escaping from everyone’s jibe and analysing the incur That blocked her way to proceed but after remembering the Imposter grabbing all her strength, she walked past all her misery To a road where she could be forever free.
This poem actually emphasises on the evil practise of Bride Trafficking.