Hurry

wandering down the street,
an average dreary night,
a sudden drop from the sky,
quickly filling with fright.

Speeding up the dim street,
its starting to drizzle,
I pick up my feet,
trying to hurry up.

I hurry fast down town,
unfamiliar places,
bright lights illuminate,
mysterious faces.

I slow down in the crowds,
being pushed in a corner,
everything is spinning, loud,
where could I have ended?

I stop in the darkness,
all alone by myself,
I toss and turn in fright,
I wake to the sunlight.