Dead end

Im hanging on by a thread,  
feeling like it would stop the hurt if I were dead.  
 
Laying in my bed,  
waking up with dread.  
 
Same demons,  
putting voices inside of my head.
 
Just like momma said,  
she can’t be your friend.
 
Stuck at a dead end,  
it’s a lose lose;  
I can’t win.