Life behind the cage ain't no cakewalk. It's a world of muted concrete and iron, where time crawls by like a snail. The days fuse together, marked only by the echoing of doors and harsh voices inmates.

Every day is a struggle to survive, to find hope in a place where freedom seems like a distant memory. The air is thick with anxiety, and the shadows hold secrets.

Still, even in these unforgiving conditions, there's a unyielding spirit that persists. A sense of community, forged in the crucible of shared hardship, and a flickering desire for change.

Certain inmates seek to better themselves. They read, they find solace through art, and they create bonds with others who have been there.

Fences of Regret

Regret can sometimes manifest itself physically as walls we build around ourselves. These walls prison are not made of brick and mortar, but rather of bitter memories. They keep us trapped in the past.

We may erect these walls as a coping strategy. But over time, they can become suffocating, preventing us from connecting with others. Breaking down these walls of regret is a painful process, but it is also essential for personal transformation.

Existence Within

Life inside a bustling city can be both thrilling and overwhelming. The constant motion of people and traffic creates a unique vibrance. Every corner holds the potential for adventure, from hidden cafes to vibrant street performances.

Yet, amidst the chaos, there's also a aura of community. Strangers often wave hello in passing, and local businesses foster a sense of familiarity. Ultimately, life inside can be a truly fascinating experience.

This concrete labyrinth

The city's heart beats with a relentless tremor. Gray structures pierce the steel sky, their shadows stretching like grasping claws. The paved pathways are crowded with a sea of individuals, each rushing toward an unseen goal. The air itself vibrates with the hustle of millions living, working, and dreaming within this steel cage. Even the sounds are a cacophony—a chorus of car engines mixed with the distant murmurs of everyday life.

Belief on Lockdown

The world perceives different these days. Walls whose once divided us now seem to contain us, and the familiar rhythms of life have been thrown into a disjointed dance. Yet, even in this uncertain landscape, there persists a flicker. A tiny ember of belief that refuses to be dampened.

It lives in the small acts of kindness, in the shared experiences of isolation, and in the gentle strength we find within ourselves. This hope is not a denial of the challenges we face, but rather a commitment to survive through them, together.

It reminds us that even in lockdown, our humanity endure.

The Price of Freedom

True liberation is a precious and often cherished gift. Yet, its maintenance demands a lasting commitment. We must be ready to give our time, resources, and even at times our well-being to guarantee its permanent existence. This is the essential price we pay for the privilege of living in a autonomous society.