day one hundred fifty-six: you can trust the stars.

"we live in a world built on promises
constructed by liars"


round, round, green
lies, lies, means,
stars tickle the darkness
like bits of truth
shining through lying lives
"never stop
never stop writing"
keep going
on and on
shoot the stars
fling them across the sky
they're just trying to get your attention
to let you know,
they aren't like everyone else
you can trust the bits of truth
if you can catch them
if you can hold them tight enough
that they wont fling themselves
back at the horizon
you can trust the stars
if you can catch them.