beneath the fake smiles, beneath hustle and bustle of lives.
Somewhere deep down the grave.
Desires are lost, those desires which use to be alive some point, those desires which used to shout loudest.
They all are silent now.
Not intended to be rise again. Cause they're lost, in another dimension.
Needed to be dug, bring out to resurrect.
But that's not gonna happen. They were used to be happy with what they've got.
None is gonna ask you about them, how they were meant to be fulfilled?
What can be done?
Only you can answer those questions, cause only you know yourself. Your only world lives within.
That's the only desire have left. Cause corpse doesn't talk, they won't be fulfilled now.
The only way, To be born again.