10 He will never return to his house;his hometown will no longer remember him.
11 Therefore I will not restrain my mouth.I will speak in the anguish of my spirit;I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12 Am I the sea or a sea monster, that You keep me under guard?
13 When I say: My bed will comfort me,and my couch will ease my complaint,
14 then You frighten me with dreams,and terrify me with visions,
15 so that I prefer strangling —death rather than life in this body.
16 I give up! I will not live forever.Leave me alone, for my days are a breath.