[Flashing Lights]

Living black and grey,

but painting her life in neon's;

it's a must she puts up this front

in order for others not to prey upon.

Words being made up in her brain,

yet flows through her mouth without a thought-

she makes things better than they may seem,

giving no chance for her reality to erupt.

Utter destruction kills her slowly,

maybe if she believes in happiness it shall be-

but if she continues to shelter her unconscious sinner

no one will ever again believe.

Does she even bleed? Or spew purity?

Will this girl cry wolf again?

Can she nurture the fact she lives with 'black'

and 'neon's' are imaginary friends?

She walks amongst concrete

truth hidden, lies exposed

as if she lives multiple lives,

before I was blinded by the brightness of her neon's

now I can see through her disguise.

OPEN YOUR EYES AND LET HONESTY RESIDE.

-RecklessStill.2011

MY NEW TATT! (#4)

& yes, it hurt like a bitch. Wouldn't recommend getting a tattoo there AT ALL.

But it's definitely worth it <3

Just Maybe...



Can I have you for the day?

Until day becomes night,

letting our parachutes expand as we jump planes in elevated flight.

THIS IS OUR TIME.

no pocket watch,

or second guessing who's mine.

My step has became more anxious

as our souls connect & intertwine.

Coloring outside the lines;

pink grounds, purple skies.

Our eyes surpass past lies

learning and growing

yearning to subside.

SHE IS I.

soaking in the misty brown pools of your eyes

In love or lust, pain or triumph

either way I'm hypnotized.

I AM YOURS. YOU ARE MINE.

-RecklessStill.2011

Throwback Wednesday's!!

Method Man "Judgement Day"

circa 1998

Paper Thin.



Upscale your mind and throw your immature ways out the window.

You are comfortable living on your pedestal, yet drunk in your existence.

Your life will suffer if you never choose to hinder your faults.

But truth will reveal the real you, so what are you so afraid of?

Beneath your cocky and confident exterior

Is an individual who lacks morals, motives- far from superior.

You are not who you set out to be.

I can't nourish you;

 but I'll forgive you.

Your circle continues to feed the beast; I for one am not amused.

In all it’s glory, you lack in couth.

I feel for you, but ahead of this nonexistent truth.

Refusing to be apart of this plastic link, I break free.

I secure my own clasp.

Recharge your battery pack, screw your head on tight

Walk with a mission, step as if in flight.

The sooner you’d realize you’re worth more than what you’ve become.

Is the day you can consider me a friend.

Upscale your mind and throw your immature ways out the window.

-RecklessStill.2011

Throwback Wednesday's!!

Monica featuring Treach
 "Ain't Nobody"

Nutty Professor Soundtrack

circa 1996