Poems from hannah_bubar19
When the time comes, you will be born.
My bundle of joy, my beautiful child.
Mommy will love you unconditionally,
And never hurt you.
I...
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall,
who's the worst, of them all?
Is it me? No.
Is it that one person that irks everybody?
Yes. Oh, who might that...
My mind is racing
By: Hannah Bubar
My mind is racing,
And my eyes are tracing the bathroom floor.
Count the cracks in the tile,
One,...
Craving
Hannah Bubar
I take a look in the mirror and wonder,
What is it about me that guys don’t like what they see?
Everyone has a...
Murder in the 1st Degree Poem
Hannah Bubar
The weapon was just left there,
On the ground.
Blood splattered on the alley way’s...