Hell, I've been running for so long,
I almost thought it had caught me.
One day I stopped,
Took a look behind me,
And there was nothing,
Or no one,
To be seen!
(Besides a frightened-looking pedestrian)
In running from crazy,
I had become crazy.
Now I let crazy pass me by,
Thinking to myself,
"If it wins, it wins,
I'm powerless one way or another."
My breathing is heavy as I stop running,
That was practically a marathon...
Kali Rynearson is a college student studying finance and French with hopes of earning a masters degree in Advertising. In her free time, she writes poetry, short stories, plays, and memoirs; she takes photographs and manipulates them using editing software; she draws graphic art; she keeps up with fashion trends and experiments with her sense of style. Ms. Rynearson lives in downtown Chicago, IL with her father, two younger sisters, and her cat named Daisy Muffin.