Psalms 102:4-11

My heart is like grass that has been cut and dried. I forget to eat. Because of my grief, my skin hangs on my bones. I am like a desert owl, like an owl living among the ruins. I lie awake. I am like a lonely bird on a housetop. All day long enemies insult me; those who make fun of me use my name as a curse. I eat ashes for food, and my tears fall into my drinks. Because of your great anger, you have picked me up and thrown me away. My days are like a passing shadow; I am like dried grass.