To wield a power
You always need a weapon
A weapon of your choice
Words...the words of treason.

A perfect answer
For an imperfect question
A civil moment of truth
The truth of your salvation.

Hard earned trust
Memories to make amends
A broken soul untrapped
As the last straw snapped.

A virtual reality
The memory of it all
A direct shot to heart
The blood turning cold.

A mental illusion
Suppressed expression
The love out of hand
While you wait for perfection.