“my hope and dreams are melting and away from me every single second inside the fence..who knows my pain…who can imagen….who can draw…my suffering..

this extreme grief is killing me daily….

waiting and waiting there is nothing 

i have nothing that nothings is going to nothing..i am always empty..

that emptiness makes me lonely…

this loneliness makes me cry…this crying makes me…

deep ache in my heart….

i just need ur voice for my freedom feel the pain 

imagen my feelings 

draw my future 

send ur light to my way”
– words and drawing by a dear friend who has been in detention for 3 years