On the floorboards
In the kitchen
One evening in the fall
Is where it all began to go wrong
As I stood there washing dishes
Beside me, he droned on
Each word, he nailed into me
Punctured deep into my skin
So forever and always
They would be lodged within
Water kept on flowing
From the facet
Drip, drip, drip
It wasn't until later
That the tears began to slip
A stranger came by after
Say hello, I did not do
And with that decision
More words were told anew
This time it was the father
Nailing words into my skin
Disrespectful, ungrateful
Might be packing up real soon
And so came the nights
Restless, tossing, turning
Scrolling through
Nearby homeless shelters
In case I got the boot
And even as the days passed by
And the days turned into months
I could never repair
The broken shards of my trust
So, even though I still live here
It will never be my home
When I still have to do dishes
In the room
Where it all began to go wrong