Maybe

Maybe is like one hundred words, condensed into one.

Seven Days.

Seven ways to hold desire

Seven days for it to end in fire.

Seven times you said goodbye

Seven words, the perfect lie.

Seven seas I could have drowned you in,

Seven of those deadly sins.

Seven outcomes of the dice,

Seven times I took a slice.

Seven screams and seven sighs

Seven disasters in my eyes.

Seven wasted prayers from thou holy book,

Seven minutes was all it took.

Seven ways to a break a soul,

Seven days, and I lost control.

I'm no poet but there's no harm in trying.