eve

she came to me last night. like she always does. whispering truths i already knew from the beginning. she comes when i refuse to believe anymore. when i'm too caught up in my own world. when i couldn't see the lines that separate them from the lies i sometimes weave. she always comes as she only knew when. and she pulls me up and out of all the chaos i surround myself. she comes to free me. oh she comes. she always does. and when she won't...