This is not an ordinary collection of poems. These poems are what your brain screams at 2 in the morning, when in solitude you replay the silence, the ifs and the maybes. The words won't fix you, but they will sit with you through the quiet hours like a warm blanket or a hot cup of cocoa. The poems will provide comfort like a gentle friend to anyone who reads them. You will not just read the poems; you will exhale them.
