Kaila. Canadian. KatyCat, Heartbeat & Walshie! I fucking love Kate Winslet, she is just everything I hope to be and more. I am the girl who thinks you should live life to the fullest with no regrets, Just love. I'm a writer. Wannabe actress. I think whoever you are reading this is truly amazing inside & out. Smile. Dream. Love. Katy Perry. ♡

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My Poetry :)

Twirl

The frown of sadness

The fear in this little girl

She feels nothing but sadness

Even when she twirls,

She twirls on the swing set

She twirls on the slide,

But nothing can remove the fear in her eyes.

The fear of going back home

And feeling nothing but pain,

But that’s the day Areil came

He wrapped his wings around her

And she cried and cried and cried,

But she felt safe with Areil by her side

He held her ‘till she stopped crying

Then she felt nothing but joy !

Joy in her heart, joy in her eyes

And to this day she never cries

Because she knows her gardian angel is by her side.

-Kaila

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Letter to you

When you went away

When you passed from this earth,

I remember the tears, frowns and sadness

Though I never really knew what was going on,

But now I understand, and I’ve been thinking about you a lot,

What you would of became,

What we would of discovered,

The things we would of done,

The things we would of seen,

My world is beautiful, as im sure yours is to,

I have the green, and you have the blue.

My feet are planed, and you fly high,

And sometimes I wonder, do you see me from the sky ?

I wish I could of met you

Because no we never met,

But that doesn’t mean ill ever forget.

And the one day that I meet you, we’ll fly hand in hand,

Until we reach the place of the high above lands.

-Kaila

 

 

 

 

 

To My Little Sister

To my little sister

I never got to see

you left the earth

before you got to meet me

sure u would of been different

sure you would of been small

maybe even the size of a little doll

I wish I could of met you

I wish you could of met me

and stuck your little feet into the giant sea

but now god gets to hold you

he gets to hold you tight

and he gets to wipe your tears away if your scared at night

but there is nothing to be scared of

your in good hands

now your up in heaven

looking over all the lands

to my little sister

I never got

to meet

-Kaila

 

 

 

 

 

Peek-a-boo

“peek-a-boo” said the moon

to the shining stars

I’ve come to drink the milky way

And say hello to my friend mars

“ill come back soon”

 

“peek-a-boo” said the child

to her tall tall dad

“where’s my little girl” he said

“im behind the bed”

“ill come out soon”

 

“peek-a-boo” said the Angel

to the scared little girl

I’ll be watching from the sky

And never let you cry

“peek-a-boo”

-Kaila

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

For My Nana.

In November two thousand nine

went away was the glitter and shine

coming soon was Christmas day

I didn’t want her to pass away

Because it was not her time.

 

In came the scare

She lost her hair

And all she could do was sit and stare

In November two thousand nine.

 

All I could do was sit and pray

Because I wanted her to stay

Now and then I still shed a tear

Knowing that she could of not been here

I thank lord that she’s still here

In November two thousand nine.

-Kaila

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cuts

There may be a moment in a day

Where you have a feeling of passing away

The stress has got to you

The depression is bad

And maybe that’s why you’re always so sad

You lay awake staring at the celing above

And you’re wishing you had somebody to love

But there is no one

And the tears keep flowing

And soon enough the cuts start showing

You can’t help it

and you know it hurts

but sometimes it’s the only medicine that works

but eventually the depression will go,

and the stress will leave

and you will be able to pull up you’re sleves

no more cuts

-Kaila Winquist



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