All the years of my life have been filled with pain.

Richard turned to her, his eyes were filled with pain.

She did not want to think, because thinking just filled her with pain.

He looked up at me upon the wall, and his eyes were filled with such pain as I wished never to see again.

His head seemed slow, filled with pain, as he turned it again.

All she would say is that it was "filled with pain."

He stared down at me, his eyes filled with pain.

Hearing her move, he raised a face filled with pain.

My head was too filled with pain to leave much room for thinking.

But instead of relief, it filled him only with pain.