Do I speak on the timing of things or should my dreams become nightmarish realities?

Something happened and I was made the call of the Fallen All

not a good look

For a girl child with southern naivety 

THE LIARS CLUB SING A SONG NOW

it is 1:58 pm and a close but distant relative called from prison

MY BROTHER 

 

THIS HAUNTING

THE OTHER BROTHER 

ANOTHER 

HAUNTED 

are talking now

Street Preacher 

Both have killed 

Street Preacher got off

Momma's money

My begging

PLEASE MOMMA U GOTTA GET HIM OFF I CANT HAVE TWO BROTHERS 

IN PRISON I JUST CANT!

was I wrong for begging momma to get the best lawyer only to find out 

That he has helped those who hate me

Destroy my good name

LIARS CLUB CHIME IN NOW

We are in the midst of creating great 

Mysteries for tomorrow 

I just don't believe

My life should be

One of them