Wrong again

My brain is filled with needles
Wish I had a beadle
To assist me with advice
But who do this twice
See from outside I am the fool
Love was only your tool

I feel tortured apart limb by limb
Let stand once more in the limn
Don't toy with me anymore
This time I escape to the shore
As Viking let me feel the wave
Sinking me in to the wet grave

Let me take my love with me
Together for entreaty to be
Me and my soul, my private love
I don't need to be above
Safe me from my self
Please let me find my shelf