Job 10:18-22

“So why did you allow me to be born? I wish I had died before anyone saw me. I wish I had never lived, but had been carried straight from birth to the grave. The few days of my life are almost over. Leave me alone so I can have a moment of joy. Soon I will leave; I will not return from the land of darkness and gloom, the land of darkest night, from the land of gloom and confusion, where even the light is darkness.”