Back in my waitressing days, I used to get muscle spasms between my shoulder blades. It was excruciating and the pain would make me cry. It was like having a broken bone that will never set and heal. There was no position, no amount of painkillers (unless they knocked me out) nothing to do but wait it out. Sometime they would take days to go away. I can't imagine being in that kind of pain indefinetly. People who live and do their best to function with this kind of pain are admirable.
I don't mind the sun sometime
The images it shows
I can taste you on my lips
And smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and Sugar
And softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look
Through someone elses eyes
BHS-"Pepper"