Words that Mock Me

I look around for the words,
Desperately grasping for them
But they escape me
And shamelessly gather around
The burning thought
Like clueless people
Around a fresh roadkill
Who crowd and watch

I blindly reach for them,
They slip from my fingers,
And laugh mockingly
At my desperation.

One by one they gather
Around my helpless mind
Laughing and mocking till
It is loud and suffocating,

Then all I can do is
Swat at them like flies
So, they retreat back
Into the crevices of my brain.
Carefully watching for
My next helpless thought,
To come and laugh
And mock and hurt
To render me a mess
Again and again.