3 For my days go up in smoke,and my bones are charred like a fireplace.
4 My heart is parched and withered like grass,for I am unable to eat food.
5 Because of the anxiety that makes me groan,my bones protrude from my skin.
6 I am like an owl in the wilderness;I am like a screech owl among the ruins.
7 I stay awake;I am like a solitary bird on a roof.
8 All day long my enemies taunt me;those who mock me use my name in their curses.
9 For I eat ashes as if they were bread,and mix my drink with my tears,