I did this so long ago, what kind of mood was I in? Just found it while looking in my drafts. it's basically about a girl who is so, so very troubled. she's a wander, thief, soulless person until one night she gains a heart....

I stood in the park watching the leaves roll by,while taking a long drag of winter air. I had been here so many a night. My insomnia was getting worse, many a time I just wandered around. What caused this sick Insomniac? I collapsed on crushed snow under a tree, and quite unexpectedly tears rolled down my checks as I looked up at the moon. What have I become? Living without a purpose. Wandering threw my dreams, I lost all reasoning and Reality & fantasy became intertwined. The winter air bit at my face. But this is why I loved winter, It feels real, I detest the sun & summer. This park has been the only place I feel real. So many times I've told myself "I can't See Tomorrow". A spider crawled on my hand, I was to weak to move it away. Is it going to bite me? Nay it sat on my hand like I was a perch to look at the rest of the world. My tears have long dried up. My heart was fluttering,I was tired. I checked the Rolex I stole from someone I can't remember,Matter of fact I can't remember anything past two weeks. It was five. I let out a long sigh,that disturbed the spider,He eventually crawled away. I slowly slide up bracing my self against the tree, Am I really that weak? The sun was rising quickly now,shining on my face. It's time to walk into a new morn.