Let the Winds Tell Them

Let the winds tell them.....

And there I was drifting in space. Thinking of the hardships and the pain that Ive endured. Wondering to myself if this is what

its like to be betrayed. There once was a shooting star of red, a shooting star of yellow, and a shooting star of blue.

I look at the galaxys which contain infinite possibiltys in them. Who knows whats in store in there. I can really imagine what

is going on in them but I cant tell that maybe im not the only one. You were the light. The one who shined my way from the

darkness. I followed the light that brang me hope. So tell me why has it stopped shining? Whats wrong with it?

Did I do something wrong? I dont understand, I remember the connection, the bond we shared but its lessening more and more.

But I guess this is why I have to work on this problem myself. I as a blue star maybe beginning to wither away.... alone

in the vastness of space. But as I go through it I begin collecting memories from the past. The times ive had fun, the times

ive shared this fun with others. The time where I actually felt happy for the first time in life. Then I see the constellation,

but this is strange. There....dancing? why....whats so cheery...wait.... I remember now. This is how I began to think before

all of this happend. I clearly see it now. But I still dont understand, what does a star like me have to do to gain recongnition?

Ive shared everything..and I think that if I did leave it wouldnt really matter. Wait what is this? I see.... symbols from the

many galaxys forming together...there showing me a little bits of my memorie. I never realized how much of an influence I was...

but I asked for it but I never thought it would be this hard to control. Now the final vision...but I never saw this before...

what could it be? Its that red shooting star again...but why? Its recollecting bits of ice to shine bright once again...and wait

im doing the same?? How is this possible? No... I am beginning to realize now. My actions do mean something, they mean everything

to not only me but many others also. Its recollecting because I still cant continue without the light. But it also shows me that

it can completely go out and terrible things can happen but it wont happen. I can see now. This is the hardest of them all...

to think that ive been yearning for this for many many years and ive finnaly obtained it but can never share it with the world.

Then there is a white light...it looks like a figure of an angel with wings so white its almost like snow.. its giving me

something. It was a sword. It had the mark of Z in it. But I dont understand, why must it show itself to me? But I will struggle

to grab it. I feel if i grab it I can finnaly learn the truth. Im almost there....im trying so hard to glide and fly through the

monstrous meteors. Every feet I get to a different image imerges in my head. Showing me the light and darkness of it all