No Words

Don't you dare come after me
when
I want to be by my
self.

It's not that I
don't want
to talk to you.
It's that I can't.
My lips will not move

to say the words
I feel.
Only words that are angry
and crazy
and not right.

It is I
that I am fighting
with, not you.
The argument is in
my head,
not in our non-words.