The memory of you

Your wrists so red your lips so blue, thats the only memory, I wish I never had of you.

When I found you next to your bed,
I prayed to god that you were not dead.

You were and now I am left with the memory that makes me cry.
I never got to say how much I loved you, let alone goodbye.

I try to remember the good but it keeps coming back.
The last awfull memory of you just wont cut me some slack.

I hope you are happy now and pain free.
One day soon you will again see me.

R.I.P MUM