Eve to Evelyn

Sometimes when people are put into stressful situations,  their mind forgets who they are and takes another identity. An unconscious running away. A split personality.

And we then live our second lives,  forgetting who we were. Picking up pieces . Not making any sense. Believing this is the real us.  That there is nothing beyond these four walls.  All old feeling fresh now. 

Relearning things , till it hits . All at once . And the four walls shatter into light and we step into a garden full of bird song. Our bare feet touching lush green grass. 

Two lovers in wonderland . Everything is new and old . Adam and Eve a thousand times over . Oblivious ,amnestic and unsplit.