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.