Thursday, November 29, 2012


Sorry for the lull in posts. Here's a fresh piece about someone very close to my heart.

The sun sets on the horizon. Darkness creeps upon the land. Black thoughts are cued by the season, but only lighter thoughts are at hand.

I lie here upon a bed of life. Death runs far away. Images of the woman I love float in the air, and make dreams seem more welcomed than the day.

Her warm eyes stare at me from afar. Sweet lips beckon me to kiss. No one I’ve ever met could make me feel so light—no, not like this.

Though darkness may entreat upon the windows. Though light may leave. Brightness greets me in ways I could never before believe.

Still, I solely lie upon this bed. Her warmth seems so distant. In reality, I am alone, but, by the setting sun, I am with her in an instant.

Fate drives me.


Tuesday, November 27, 2012


"Time After Time" by *catch--22

Hey guys it's Aulene!!!

This piece is about me, and someone who I care about very much. He lives on the other side of the country, and we are hoping that the time that we have to be apart won't affect our relationship. It's very hard to be apart. I know I am not the only one who feels this way.

Comment and let me know about your personal experiences.
I would love to get more connected with you guys.
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It's a funny thing...
Sometimes everlasting
Sometimes nonexistent
So it seems
"Time flies when you're having fun"
So they say
But sometimes...
It's just the opposite
It's everlasting
When I'm with you
I'm having fun
But time...
It's everlasting
There's no end
One week...
I felt like it would never end
Then again...
I didn't want it to
So long
So long I was in your arms
Never wanting it to end
But at one point
All time runs out
So here I sit
Stairing at the clock
Waiting for you
Will you still want me?
Only time will tell


Monday, November 26, 2012

Tis the Season.

So it's Monday again. Time to post.

This season is special, and not just because it includes my birthday. That just makes it even better. (haha.)

Christmas time is the time of year where families get together, even after not seeing each other all year. Its full of memories that go with you wherever you go; & those memories hit you when the season returns.
I myself have lost a lot of loved ones over the past few years, as many of us do since we are all growing up.
This time of year reminds me of the happy times with those people.
All throughout the year I miss them like crazy and my emotions go up and down on missing them so bad to the point of being depressed. 
But this time of year is special, yes so very special.
The warmth of love and glow of holiday spirit surround me.
I reflect on the whole year, see how far I've come, & I am grateful.
There is magic in the air & I am joyful as a child. Everything seems to fall into place.
I hope and pray that even if it is tough year round, that this season touches everyone. Rich or poor. No matter the life situation.
I pray everyone has the chance to tell others they love them this season. It doesn't matter if you can't afford them a gift. Just make sure they know.
I pray that you are touched by love and carry it on with you. 
I hope this season is good to, as it brings out the good in most of us.
& Just know there is someone greater out there than St. Nicolas to take care of you.

Good tidings to you, & may all your wishes this season, come true.

With love,
Kristen Nicholl

(Pictured is my brother, sister, & I many Christmas' ago.)

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Self Centered

I'm lost, and destine never to be found,
Down and out not knowing where I'm going next.
Hearing you’re with her is like a hell in my mind,
Blanking out all my thoughts.

                But I’m slowly finding my way.
                My heart soars with the possibilities,
                of who I could be.
                My creativity coming back to me.

Just knowing that you're better with her than me,
Kills every inch of my soul.
I'm not the girl I was before,
And I'll never be that girl again.
                 The things that may have brought me to tears
                 have become my biggest strengths.
                 I have to thank you,
                 For ruining me.

Hearing your name,
Makes me draw a blank.
                My mind colored with new ideas,
               That blank canvas splattered with neon

Hearing your voice brings tears,
Knowing you don't love me,
Brings that irreplaceable shatter,
That makes my chest tighten.

                I can finally hear your voice,
                and know everything will be okay.
                Shard by shard,
                I’m slowly being put back together

I've lost you for good,
And I'm not sure what to do.

               I’ve found myself,
               and I have a bright future.


Friday, November 16, 2012


Mistakes, everyone has to make them some way or another. Its life they way we have to navigate through barriers and consequences that come with the choices we make. We hurt people along the way but they don't realize they make the same mistakes as you do. In that case we should have more understanding towards others and ourselves to admit we make mistakes. Life isn't perfect accepting that is all up to you.

"Trois Sentiers"
White skies cry frozen flakes which effortlessly fall into her hand. Most of it lies still in the grass creating a blanket wrapped for miles and miles. Silence is all that exists, bringing peace to the battered earth.
Wearing a grey coat with a white hat and a pair of gloves,she walks gently as her boots press into the frozen sidewalk. Tired and weary from the pain of her journey through life and the consequences through her choices. She has had enough, and now continues on to the unknown future ahead.
Jack Frost bites her nose, making shivers echo through her body. As the sidewalk splits into three paths in the winter wonderland. On the left is struggle through pain, dwelling on the past, and never forgiving yourself. The middle path is being a shadow of someone that makes decisions for you or follow them like sheep. The one on the right is unwritten, a new beginning waiting for you to write your future.
Once you pick there’s no turning back. It’s time to stop the worry and make your life.

Sabina Black

Thursday, November 15, 2012

Horrific mindsets

Buenas noches todo el mundo

Picture of The Pulse's first print edition.

This week is a pretty fantastic week for the the second publication I write for, The Pulse--an independent news source here at OSU. Today, we launched our first print edition, with one of my pieces highlighted on the second page. I've been writing for The Pulse for over a year now and have several other pieces posted on their website, but to actually see my work in real print always puts a smile on my face. Definitely check it out if you have the chance! 

(Note: Although many articles' topics focus on OSU events, many others are still applicable to the population at large.)

In the fiction department, a new writer, Audrey, shall be appearing at the end of the week. So, please, give her your warmest welcome.

As for me, I have a new piece to share with you all. As a writer and deep-thinker, I've come across a lot of hatred from different groups of people (by which, I've been called everything from racial slurs to a homicidal maniac). I never truly understood how some people can think some of the things that they think about me, and I feel as if it's about time that I really attempt to put my confusion into writing. 

This poem shall be the first of many which underline my uncertainty. I hope the message reaches you in a meaningful way.

Thank you, my friends, and remember to always put life into words.

"While Still Far Away"

My mind is hazy..
All thoughts are unclear…
My soul’s troubled..
But I still lack fear.

What are these "words"…
That float in my head…
They give me pain…
I want peace instead.

I’m traumatized…
Just to say the least…
They’re horrified…
They think I’m a beast.

They want to know…
The horrors of my dreams…
Oh, Ignorance…
You’ve claimed them, it seems.

Fate drives me.
     Love guides me.
         Hate keeps me down.

Think happy thoughts.


Wednesday, November 14, 2012


I've been running away for so long.

Running away from this small whispering in my mind.

Which I now recognize as the truth.

The truth about myself.

This truth that I am a writer.

I've been trying so hard to become someone I’m not.

Disguising my lack of identity in the spirit of “trying new things”.

Yet with each new hobby discovered, I was one step closer at burying my true self.

Never to be found again.

 The truth never gave up fighting for me.

The truth revealed that I am a thinker, not a musician, singer, nor anything else;
but me.  

Tuesday, November 13, 2012


"Alone" by Partofus

Hey guys it's Aulene again!!!

This peace is about my dad who forgot me. He was supposed to pick me up and forgot beause he was hanging out with my brother. The principle of the thing made me mad that I come in second place to my brother all the time. His feeling are getting more and more clear lately and that is why my little brother is kind of behind a lot of my peaces lately.

Have you guys ever felt like you have been treated unfairly like this before? If so then comment and tell me your stories. I would love to get to know you guys a little better.

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"Sorry I was buisy"
"Sorry I got distracted"
"Sorry I was out"

Sure let's pretend you were "busy"
Or you got "distracted"
What's the real reason?
You forgot

You forgot me?
Your first daughter?
Do you care?

You are always there...
For him.
Do I even exist?
I am disappearing

Step by step
With each passing car
Yet I hope

"The next car is you"
"You will back me up on this"
"You will be there"
Just hopes

Nothing real
Nothing solid
Nothing trustworthy
For over and hour I sat

But still no sight of you

You just don't care
You never did
Stop lying to me!

Tell me the truth
For once
Just admit it...
You forgot me...


Monday, November 12, 2012

Life is beautiful

You don't have to be restrained to the negatives of life. A famous thing to say is, "Well that's life." But it is said in such a sour tone.

Life, its full of new and passing away the old. People coming and going. Born, dying. New memories outshining the old.

This week I had the privilege to stay in the smoky mountains. It was so quiet and surreal up there. I didn't want to move from where I was when I sat down on a hilly side of the mountain. From where I was I could see mountains for miles and trees of all colors. This past week I forgot about the election, my worries about working on the holiday, and financial issues. I breathed in that clear air and for a moment I was in heaven, I was set at ease, full of peace. The beauty was bigger than my problems. I came to the realization that life can be something I take as an opportunity for adventure, the bad times are the challenges that I will overcome and in the end they won't matter. 

"Beauty overcomes the ugly, Happiness overcomes the sorrow, and Hope overcomes the doubt."

Saturday, November 10, 2012

A Suffering heart

Suffering is one of the greatest factors any person goes through in their life. It shapes who you are and what you can become. Many places this can be found is disaster, a broken heart, or loss in any way. Times get tough but you have to face your problems or else they wont get better. I have been broken twice by the same person making my heart give up. But also teaching me to choose the people who really matter. I hope you guys like it.

"Broken" by audeemma

As I sit alone with my thoughts of you, my heartbeats faster like thunder pounding its echoes though the sky. I want you back in my arms, to be against your lips, to be free and loved by you…but I see there is another…
She has fallen for you, and I’m discarded like trash,left in total darkness. I scream: “I NEED YOU!!! I want my love back!” but you and her can’t hear me nor do you care about my heart bleeding drops of blood on the floor. My heart has been destroyed by you for the last time. What did I ever do to deserve my heart taken out of me and you slowly squeezing it. Digging you fingers into my heart as you’re watching my body frail.
I’m slowly dying as I see you don’t want me in your life, that what we had honestly means nothing to you.
I wish I was wrong but all you two care about is me disappearing into thin air, never to be seen again. Would that make you feel happy? Do you get pleasure watching me while I’m wither on the floor  inside me I still love you but you mean nothing to me after the pain I suffered , making me drown in my tears and slowly be no more.

Sabrina Black

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Who I am

The piece truly speaks for itself.


I’m the poet who dreams of being a god
The man who dives too deep into unconsciousness
            The philosopher seeking the hands of death

I’m the wanderer who’s found pure gold
            The agnostic who’s seen the answer to life
            The last person to accept his own Fate

I’ve traveled the world in a breath
            And have reached the peak of who I wish to be

                                    …but still…

I am nothing without you.

Fate drives me.


Tuesday, November 6, 2012


"Lights Will Guide You Home" by =JeanFan

Hey guys it's Aulene!!! Sorry I  missed a week. I have been getting way to distracted lately so I apologize.
Anyway. This piece is about my house. I live here but I am not very comfortable here. I am unwanted by my step mom and I am treated very unfairly and I am counting down the days until I can leave. I am trying to write more so that you guys understand and connect to me a little more.
 So I hope you guys like this. Comment and let me know your own personal stories and experiences where you have felt like you weren't wanted. I would love to hear them and connect with you guys a little more.
Thanks! <3 p="p">
Not A Home
  A house
                  is a safe place
                                         A barricade
                                                             A secret place
                       Of protection
                                                                                      One of love
                                                                                         One of kindness
                                                                     One of truth
                                               And of heart
But a home
  It's yours
                   You choose
                                       What happens
                                                               To you
Not here
                                                                                   This house..
                                                                                         Is NOT a home
                                                                   But my own
                                              Personal hell
I'm better off alone
 Where lies...
                      They don't dwell
                                                  Where I control life
                                                                                  Where I define...
                                                                                              I should be loved
                                                                                   I shold be accepted
                                                        I shold be trusted
                          I shold feel at home
My home
 It's my reflection
                             Of my body
                                                 Of my mind
                                                                     Of my sould
It's nice
                                                                                                                        But for now
                                                                                                 I'm stuck here
                                                          Counting down the days
                                 Untill im gone
Finally happy


Saturday, November 3, 2012

Lost Key

Regret has really been an issue for me as well with life as a factor with love as well. Letting go of someone you love but it doesn't feel right in your gut and fixing it has its limitations. If I could say anything I want to the person one last time, saying how much I care and love them how much they mean to me and my life.That I would want them back more than anything in the world but too many barriers are holding me back from flowing back into his heart.

"Lost And Cold" by faintsmile28

“I’m Lost Without You”


Imagine you looking into a crystal ball, a vision of me in white walking barefoot in the snow of the forest, lost and cold without a heartbeat. You sit back and watch; save me or let me suffer more pain than I’ve already.
Every day I wonder if you think of me.
Every day I still remember the moments we shared,
the laughs we had,
the long moments in each other’s arms.
Every day I wonder if you know that I still exist.

If I disappear, would you miss me? Or would you forget?
My heart is a glass figurine on a thin thread. As soon as it breaks it’s gone and only comes back in pieces.
Every day, I think of you, wondering if I’m still special to your heart. Or have you completely erased me from your memory?
I wish you would still be mine and mine alone…I can’t go on without you spending time with me. Then again, every time, it reminds me it’s like I’m holding onto heaven.
I wish you would say“hello,” even though you’re with her now…I’m lost without you. I can’t find my way through this lonely life. I’m trapped and can hardly breathe. I’m sinking lower and lower into darkness. I need someone who can save me! 

You can still be with her. All I’m asking is that you still care!
When I see you, you put a smile on my face. You’re always there for me when I need you. You still mean everything to me. I miss you…I love you…I couldn’t live without you!
You’re the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me, more than you will ever know…more than the stars in the sky…more than life itself…

Thursday, November 1, 2012

A loaded god complex

A everyone. This week's been a little slow on posts due to the hectic school schedules all of us our facing.

But, fear not! More great fiction is only a pen's stroke away.

Photo courtesy of Kristen's Photography

"A Mindset Un-befitting for the Fire in My Soul"

I awoke from a dream, only to find life less fulfilling.
I escaped from my mind, only to find that everything'd been figured out.
I wished for a way to simply say all the words that I thought.
I realized that, at every turn, I cannot.

Some things are better left to the hands of fiction.
This god complex could be an example of that.
Greed, wrath, and lust all consume my being.
Hell, living has lost all meaning.

Instead, I use to exist purely to find knowledge.
Omniscience doesn’t affect my mind.
Yet, now, I find myself living for better reasons.
For love has touched my crown.

As arrogant as I’ve always been, the curse had run me through.
To think that I'd never known who I am.
I just can’t imagine it now.
No, I just can’t imagine it now…

Fate drives me.