All morning I have been sleeping, awake, sleeping, awake, sleeping, awake, sleeping... I suddenly scream and wake myself up and they lock me in the isolation cell for over two hours while I cry... I stare out the barred locked prison cell windows at people smiling and laughing on the street, eating candy floss and hot dogs, one has valloons, others are families and some catch busses to places because they are just that free to go wherever they wish to, whenever they wish to. I think nobody out there knows what its like to never be free from a prison, but for a limited time in chains (meaning i am only allowed on certain grounds.) and nobody out there could imagine what its like ebing locked in that cell with rapists and mass murders all around... while they eat their icecreams and play load music, i've only got the sound of masses of SCREAMING on in the background as everybody around me murders each other. For two hours there was SCREAMING and I was locked up, and I just look out that window and wonder what its like to be FREE... what would it be like if i could just go into luxembourg cita and garb a drink and a meal, and have a home and a bed to sleep in at night? What does it feel like to have money and buy anything you want to in the shops? I don't know. I went outside quickly for only hanf an hour thismorning and i am only allowed in a certain set area and i got 80 cents coffee from a cheap machine with tiny cups which is toxic and nobody but myself has ever suvived a drink from that machine, and wwhen i was taken out of the cell i went and ate poison and fel like a tranquilised horse or 50 horses. I'm still struggling to open my eyes. I wonder what its like to NOT have a sleeping condition and just feel wide awake... lets see... i don't even remember a time when i didn't feel tired.
I'm waiting patienty to get an internet ticket to find out if the chemist have sent me an e-mail saying that my prescritption has arrived. I want to leave of my own accord. IF there ie indeed and absolutely something in the chemists for me, I will go to the police station trusting all the legal dcumnets that i need are there too and i will never have to return back to the "CHNP", but IF the chemist have nothing, I will not bother to check the police station as I know there will be nothing there either. I don't want to have to return here today. I want to be able to save my children's lives today.
I want us to.......... be ..... FREE. Like you are. Can you imagine? What would you do and what would you wish for?
Amen.
Angel.
For GOD AND JESUS.
I want to live.
There is no e-mail from the chemist. there is no point in going to them, then. It just means years more in here.
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