Pain

There's a terrible pain
Deep inside.
It can't be erased,
And you can never hide.
It strikes like a bullet,
Searing through,
Deep to the heart,
As it will always do.
You can't ever talk about it,
And it won't ever fade;
The bed has been built,
But it can never be made.
If you're careful now,
And you bury it deep;
You can hide it inside,
And the secret you'll keep.