Psalms 102:3-9

3For my days go up in smoke, and my bones are charred like a fireplace.

4My heart is parched and withered like grass, for I am unable to eat food.

5Because of the anxiety that makes me groan, my bones protrude from my skin.

6I am like an owl in the wilderness; I am like a screech owl among the ruins.

7I stay awake; I am like a solitary bird on a roof.

8All day long my enemies taunt me; those who mock me use my name in their curses.

9For I eat ashes as if they were bread, and mix my drink with my tears,