Life inside bars ain't no cakewalk. It's a world of grey concrete and iron, where time crawls by in slow motion a turtle. The days fuse together, marked only by the clang of doors and barbaric voices of guards.

Every day is a struggle to survive, to find purpose in a place where liberty seems like a dreamy memory. The air is thick with tension, prison and the shadows hold whispers.

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

Some inmates seek to make amends. They read, they express themselves through art, and they find friendship 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 past hurts. They isolate us from others.

We may raise these walls as a way to protect ourselves. But over time, they can become limiting, preventing us from connecting with others. Breaking down these walls of regret is a difficult process, but it is also essential for healing.

The Interior Experience

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

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

A concrete jungle

The metropolis' heart beats with a relentless rhythm. Gray skyscrapers pierce the steel sky, their shadows stretching like grasping hands. The concrete pathways are packed with a sea of individuals, each rushing toward an unseen goal. The air itself vibrates with the energy of millions living, working, and dreaming within this concrete cage. Even the noises are a cacophony—a chorus of sirens mixed with the distant chatter of everyday life.

Belief on Lockdown

The world senses different these days. Walls that once separated us now seem to enfold us, and the familiar rhythms of life have been shifted into a disjointed melody. Yet, even in this ambiguous landscape, there lingers a flicker. A tiny ember of hope that refuses to be extinguished.

It manifests in the small acts of kindness, in the mutual experiences of isolation, and in the gentle strength we find within ourselves. This hope is not a denial of the difficulties we face, but rather a dedication to thrive through them, together.

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

The Price of Freedom

True liberation is a precious and often hard-won gift. Yet, its maintenance demands a continuous commitment. We must be willing to contribute our time, assets, and even in certain situations our well-being to ensure its enduring existence. This is the real price we bear for the privilege of living in a independent society.