TOOTH ACHE

I lay in bed, I thought I was dead
But for the pain, I can't explain
The pounding dread, within my head
Why won't it wane, cries out my brain.

Broken filling, dental drilling
curse the bane, of toothache pain
I'd be killing, if God's willing
To cease refrain, of my molar pain.

I cry aloud, I am not proud
Down on my knees, Oh God help me please
To God I vowed, if he allowed
Relief to ease, the pain appease

I hear my peer, say to stop what he was to hear
Quit whining dear, or I do fear
I'll get a knife, to end your life
To me was clear, the end was near.