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.