the burden of memory and Other Poems

By Sierra Annabelle

the burden of memory

you are on my mind as much as i breathe,
a single intake of breath
similar to the shake of a hand
and there you come,
all sick and spent,
but do not worry for i will take care of you,
even if you think the apple is rotten,
i’ll bite into it as long as its yours
if i had to choose between you and a million things i have always wanted,
i wouldn’t have to pick,
my heart is so full of you i can hardly call it my own,
and if i were to ever promise anything,
i would find you with our fingers clutched together,
not yet ready to accept the fate of meeting each other again
through the flooded earth,
through the fiery damage,
and even through the art of you 

Serenade

What do I do when every nerve is pulsing for you?

your presence, like an electric current, runs through my veins
Do I surrender to this shocking sensation?
or do I seek comfort in the depth of what we were?

for you, my heart beats an unruly tune,
a band of emotions and raw desires, kept in one place
the world fades away when i'm lost with you
Do I confess this overwhelming feeling?
or should I conceal them under a mask of gratitude?


every moment spent together suffocates me,
a never-ending absence of heartbreak

What do I do when every thought intertwines your name?
Should I let go of this dilemma?
Do I surrender to the unknown thought?
in the deepest depths of my uncertainty
suddenly the answer becomes clear

while I still ponder the decisions I've made
I needed an outlet for the emotions I can no longer harbor

for now, these words express my devotion
as I try to navigate losing you
maybe when our time is right,
and we have each other again,
fate awaits with an open hand

Again, Mirror

once more I face the mirrors gaze,
Am I the image trapped within?
the mirror stands, unwavering true
maybe it reminds me of you


the surface, polished and clear
like the secrets I hold from you, my dear
the mirror whispers the truths I hold,
as I, again, search for you within our mold
with colors that remind me of you


suddenly i see your face once more,
my hands outstretched; wanting nothing more
I touch the glass, my fingerprints stain
like the blood you have claimed


the mirror knows, its witness is true
the moments that were shared between me and you,
our reflections on replay,
while I set up the display,
of removing myself of your glue
and I realize, the display is what I have dreamed of,
of no longer loving you
Do you expect the same now?
in your reflection, I see the past
a very haunting reminder
that nothing truly lasts
in your debt, I've found my truth
and I am in awe 

Sierra Annabelle resides in Armagh, Pennsylvania. She is a poet, author, and aspiring journalist. Her works have been featured on her website ( https://sites.google.com/view/sierra-poetry ). You can find her on instagram @sierra.poetry. She has previously been published by Eber & Wein and has been featured in The Playful Porpoise online literary magazine. She primarily focuses on themes of romance, nostalgia, and self-discovery in all of her work.