Life behind the cage ain't no cakewalk. It's a world of drab concrete and metal, where time crawls by like a sloth. The days merge together, marked only by a chorus of of gates and barbaric voices officials.
Every day is a struggle to cope, to find meaning in a place where outside seems like a distant memory. The air is thick with dread, and the shadows hold lies.
Yet, even amidst these harsh conditions, there's a stubborn spirit which. A sense of community, forged in the crucible of mutual suffering, and a burning desire for something more.
A few inmates strive to make amends. They study, they write through art, and they create bonds with others who have shared similar experiences.
Walls of Regret
Regret can sometimes manifest itself physically as walls we build around ourselves. These walls are not made of brick and mortar, but rather of bitter memories. They shield us from pain.
We may erect these walls as a defense mechanism. But over time, they can become limiting, preventing us from moving on. Breaking down these walls of regret is a difficult process, but it is also essential for growth.
Life Inside
Life throughout a bustling city can be both thrilling and overwhelming. The constant activity of people and traffic creates a unique energy. Every avenue holds the potential for discovery, from hidden cafes to vibrant street markets.
Yet, amidst the bustle, there's also a feeling of community. Strangers often wave hello in passing, and local shops foster a sense of belonging. Finally, life inside can be a truly fascinating experience.
A concrete jungle
The metropolis' heart beats with a relentless tremor. Gray towers pierce the cloudy sky, their shadows stretching like grasping fingers. The asphalt pathways are packed with a sea of individuals, each hurrying toward an unseen destination. The air itself vibrates with the energy of millions living, working, and dreaming within this concrete cage. Even the acoustics are a cacophony—a chorus of honking horns mixed with the distant chatter of everyday life.
Belief on Lockdown
The world perceives different these days. Walls whose once distinguished us now look to contain us, and the familiar rhythms of life have been thrown into a disjointed dance. Yet, even in this shifting landscape, there exists a flicker. A tiny ember of belief that refuses to be extinguished.
It manifests in the small gestures of kindness, in the mutual experiences of isolation, and in the gentle strength we find within ourselves. This belief is not a denial of the difficulties we face, but rather a dedication to move through them, together.
It reminds us that even in lockdown, our humanity endure.
Freedom's Cost
True freedom is a precious and often cherished gift. Yet, its preservation demands a continuous commitment. We must be prepared to sacrifice our time, assets, and even in certain situations our well-being to safeguard its enduring existence. This is the real prison price we pay for the blessing of living in a free society.