One F'N Word
One F’n Word
One word
Just one word
Keeps me from sleep
Makes me grind my teeth
And cry like a girl
I can’t use it
It just isn’t right
I can’t replace it
No other says what I want to say
Just the way I want to say it
The thesaurus doesn’t work
The dictionary isn’t any help
I would love to take a drink
Smoke up so I can forget
Suicide might help
But that word would still be there
Haunting me into my next life
I started writing to relax
It worked for way too many years
Then I wrote that word
That one word
Someday I will put that writing on a drive
To work on something else
That one F’n word will stay with me
Calling to me when I am not thinking
Maybe someone who reads this poem will know
They would have been through it
They would have had their own word
And they would have worked it out
And maybe they would be happy
With their own one word
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