3 For my days vanish like smoke,and my bones burn like a furnace.
4 My heart is afflicted, withered like grass; I even forget to eat my food.
5 Because of the sound of my groaning,my flesh sticks to my bones.
6 I am like a desert owl, like an owl among the ruins.
7 I stay awake; I am like a solitary bird on a roof.
8 My enemies taunt me all day long;they ridicule and curse me.
9 I eat ashes like breadand mingle my drinks with tears