Free turtle with a knife

Wake up, guys!
          It's the day I present to you:
          A musical masterpiece!
          
          Be somebody- Reignited
          Thousand Foot Krutch & Citizen Soldier

@ Royalekitty00  I can leave tomorrow <3

I am in a mental hospital again! 
          
          I will cry.

This time, I woke up at 2:30.
          
          Gonna write a night time poem...

My body is screaming and yelling at me, to try to go back to sleep, but my head seemingly decided, I couldn't and I wouldn't. 
          
          I'm gonna work on my cosplay...

Anyone else writing poems at 2:30am?
          
          Cool.
          
          Here's mine.
          
          ~Killing (me in) my sleep
          
          I can feel my body aching 
          And I don't mind one bit.
          I feel like my head is heading 
          To me, just losing it.
          Like little racing cars 
          My thoughts run through my mind.
          Or, better yet, they broke the bars,
          The monster was behind,
          
          It's crawling and cackling
          It hides and it seeks
          It's hurting and cracking
          And killing (me in) my sleep.~
          
          
          
          
          
          I am tired. I wish I could sleep. Can someone please knock me out with a frying pan or smt? PLEASE!

Wow. Most of the things I write/wrote are fucking depressing. I literally feel like I don't know how to write light hearted, sweet and happy stuff that doesn't leave an off taste.
          SERIOUSLY!
          I just finished writing a short story for a competiton and the theme literally was "stories full of hope"! So, I managed to write a story that is so full of impossible hopes that it made people cry when I showed them. I managed to make a storie about hope depressing! Like, how?!
          
          Anyway.
          
          Have a good one!
          
          Byeeeee

Yesterday morning I didn't believe the castle I work in was haunted.
           I do now.
           It wasn't the fact, that the trees swayed, but never brushed the old castles steady walls, it was the way they did it. Grotesquely drawn upon the nightsky, except when I left, there were hours till nightfall. The storm was jumping over the trees, dancing on the river and ultimately it seemed to disappear into the castle. I could hear the wind whisper, but I couldn't understand what it was saying, only it seemed to be a warning. Something evil was in the air. Something was gonna happen.
          By then, my feet had sped up so much. It was less like running and more like falling down the hill. I just needed distance, distance from the castle that had felt like home a few hours ago. There was no light, I had turned it off, turned all the lights off. But there was no light at all. No light caught in the glass of the windows of the castle. Like empty eyes it stared down at me. It had looked so majestic, now it looked like there was something in there. Something that didn't belong in this world. Something, and it wanted to get out. The whispering of the wind got louder. The trees kept swaying, but never scraping. The storm was here. And so was the thing in the castle. I needed to run.
          
          I'm returning to the castle now and I'm sure it will look majestic. I'm sure, it's as stunning as before. I'm sure, the evil is in there. At least, I hope it didn't get out.

Ayo, I'm seeing a doctor in an hour, bc my whole body hurts. My fingers keep sleeping in and randomly hurting. When I put my hand gently on my thigh, that hurts. Me running my fingers ever so slightly over my arm, that feels like it was really a knife. In every position my back and upper arms hurt and I haven't even started on light scratching because something itches.
          
          So, yeah, just hoping the doc can fix me.

Life sucks. 
          
          And everything that makes life suck less will ultimately make it worse.
          
          Idk, I just hate my body so much, damn. I need a new one...