9 As the cloud disappears and vanishes away,So he who goes down to the grave does not come up.
10 He shall never return to his house,Nor shall his place know him anymore.
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 a sea, or a sea serpent,That You set a guard over me?
13 When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me,My couch will ease my complaint,’
14 Then You scare me with dreamsAnd terrify me with visions,
15 So that my soul chooses stranglingAnd death rather than my body.