 
I need violent dying 
I need quiet times 
If you don't believe me as I slide in the sea 
It doesn't matter much to me 
I lie down and I float nowhere 
I know why 
because I lie 
just hearing my mouth open 
I feel the water on my skin dry 
I scorn and shame you 
berate and blame you 
I beg you to come to me 
It's easy 
You let me 
Don't leave me 
Now you won't come out tonight 
Your clothes are clung to you with fright 
How am I here again 
I fear the mornings as they pull me near 
I need violent dying 
I need quiet times 
Hear me 
Save me as I slide in the sea 
No hands 
no one 
No.