She lays numb on the floor,
Breath caught in her lungs,
Clutching memories of nothing,
Tears embroided on her dead face,
Her son perched on the battered sofa,
‘Mummy what’s wrong?’ He says,
The room remains silent,
Needles surrounding her hell,
‘Mummy wake up....’ He cries,
No answer.
‘Mummy please...’
No answer.
‘Mummy I love you...’
No answer.

2 minute poem.
I love it...