Psalms 102:3-11

3My days disappear like smoke. My bones burn like hot coals.

4My heart is beaten down and withered like grass because I have forgotten about eating.

5I am nothing but skin and bones because of my loud groans.

6I am like a desert owl, like an owl living in the ruins.

7I lie awake. I am like a lonely bird on a rooftop.

8All day long my enemies insult me. Those who ridicule me use my name as a curse.

9I eat ashes like bread and my tears are mixed with my drink

10because of your hostility and anger, because you have picked me up and thrown me away.

11My days are like a shadow that is getting longer, and I wither away like grass.