I wish I had never lived, but had been carried straight from birth to the grave.
“So why did you allow me to be born? I wish I had died before anyone saw me.
The few days of my life are almost over. Leave me alone so I can have a moment of joy.
But I am not hidden by the darkness, by the thick darkness that covers my face.
“Why didn’t I die as soon as I was born? Why didn’t I die when I came out of the womb?
Why was I not buried like a child born dead, like a baby who never saw the light of day?
Let them be like snails that melt as they move. Let them be like a child born dead who never saw the sun.
because he did not kill me before I was born. Then my mother would have been my grave; she would have stayed pregnant forever.