Spirit Waker

Her fingers slip through things that feel like water and yet feel like nothing. She suffocates and breathes. She suffers and relaxes. Her body aches for something beyond her control.

She tries to scream, but it comes out like a sigh. She tries to fight, but she only lies down. Imagines distorted and twisted flash her by, and yet it's like she's seen them all her life. Name and faces appear in heart.

Luna. Cadence. Twilight. Raven. Shinning Armor. Onyx. Ebony.

So many names to faces. Their past. Their history.

She's there standing next to her sister arguing on who should follow Start Swirled into the next portal beyond their realm. Pushing. Screams. Shatter of glass. Cursing and crying.

Begging. So. Much. Begging.

Despair beyond words swallow her alive and she finds herself spit up into happiness of reunions after reunions. Memories upon memories. Like a home she never had, she's welcomed.

Yet rejected.

It's too much. It's too much.

It's.

Too.

Much.