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