10 He doesn’t come back home again,and his household doesn’t recognize him anymore.
11 So I won’t keep my mouth shut,but I will speak from the distress that is in my spiritand complain about the bitterness in my soul.
12 “Am I the sea or a sea monsterthat you have set a guard over me?
13 When I say,‘My couch may give me comfort.My bed may help me bear my pain,’
14 then you frighten me with dreamsand terrify me with visions.
15 My throat would rather be choked.My body would prefer death ⌊to these dreams⌋.
16 I hate my life; I do not want to live forever.Leave me alone because my days are so brief.