4. I pray for night to end,but it stretches outwhile I toss and turn.
5. My parched skin is coveredwith worms, dirt, and sores,
6. and my days are running outquicker than the threadof a fast-moving needle.
7. I beg you, God, don't forget!My life is just a breath,and trouble lies ahead.
8. I will vanish from sight,and no one, including you,will ever see me again.