As I traced along the edge of life,
My lips turned down from the weight
Of my thoughts which whispered
Secrets of despair and grief.
I felt my lungs struggle for stability,
And the night sky, my audience,
Watched without mercy in its black eyes
As my soul crumbled in renewed realization.
Oh Claudia, I could apologize forever;
Knowing how weak your death makes me
And how your tears would drown mine.
For my pain, I could apologize forever.