Job 7:11-16

“So I will not stay quiet; I will speak out in the suffering of my spirit. I will complain because I am so unhappy. I am not the sea or the sea monster. So why have you set a guard over me? Sometimes I think my bed will comfort me or that my couch will stop my complaint. Then you frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions. My throat prefers to be choked; my bones welcome death. I hate my life; I don’t want to live forever. Leave me alone, because my days have no meaning.