Spilled Milk

I made it all up
And now it's over.
They murdered the goat
The father and child.

The widow they raped;
Her mind going wild,
Her eyes shifting from side to side.

Gore on the floor.
A broken door.
The window was shut.
The air felt like dust.

Outside is a willow,
A willow that's crying;
That's where I lay.
I feel like I'm dying.