I am sorry we are in different states and towns I am sorry for that day I didn’t reply so you drove sixteen hours of dark highway We are breaking the whole world’s heart, all these lonely nights without each other Or maybe the world is slowly breaking us I’m sorry for all the days we’ve spent separately I’m sorry for all the time we cannot make up I’m sorry for being caught up in all your lonely I just wanted a place to stay There are days where triggers are around every corner, lurking in shadows where darkness spills heavy breaths and tight chests. Anxiety is a devastating thing. No matter how many times you are told to “breathe” it feels as though the air has all but thinned, and despite every logical reason to remain calm, you feel like a ship without its sails in the middle of a raging storm. I read the 2 and 3 part first and these to parts where cute. Sweet poems that I could relate to. BUT THE FIRST PART IS MAKING ME SO ANGRY.

I just love how this collection has been devided into 10 chapters specifically when to read each of these chapters. The fourth section is poems to give you inspiration, and these are the really uplifting ones. Basically they’re about having the courage to keep going because life gets better. The last section is called “These are for your mind” and is basically a combination of the rest of the sections. Again, the ones about healing from heartbreak were my favorite because the emotions shone through so clearly. My soul is numb, and I am desperate to feel. In times of distress and sadness, mornings are no longer forgivable, and waking up isn’t ideal.Mental illness is not a weakness. It doesn't define you. It will try to dictate your days and make you feel cursed. But just like anyone else, you are equally a child of the universe." If I had a list of all the things that still make me cry, some days you would be at the end and others the very start.

One of the best parts of this collection—as well as Peppernell’s other works—is that it is written in a truly unique voice. It stands out among a sea of modern poetry dealing with similar topics and makes for a very captivating and refreshing read. The heartfelt and genuine nature of these poems is easily recognizable. They are seemingly simple but truthfully so profound and intricate. Peppernell’s words consistently empower the reader and contain a level of sincerity that turns this work into a brilliant gem of a book. I understand why people take flight from bridges, I understand why a girl holds a blade to her wrist, I understand why a grown man cries counting all his lists. What I wish for the world to understand, is that in these fragile moments, patience and love are needed most. To summarize everything, Pillow Thoughts is a portfolio of generic content framed using totally obsolete structures. Structurally, it’s atrocious. Lyrically, it’s atrocious. Stylistically, it’s atrocious. Perhaps the only remotely positive thing I can say is that I am incredibly blessed to have received only a digital copy of this book; otherwise, had I been given a physical copy, I would have grieved for the trees that died and ultimately lost my shit altogether. I really have to say that the 2 and 3 part where cute and lovely but please don’t read the first one if you are mentally not that stabled. You promised you would never take a road that I could not follow, yet here we are; I’m crying on the bathroom floor and you’ve taken the road I couldn’t follow.Chicago I’m in Chicago and you’re at home, how can we be so in love and yet so alone? It’s been so hard, how many more days must we be apart? All the nerves in my heart, wondering if things have changed, All the time apart, wondering if we’ll still be the same. I’m in Chicago and you’re at home, and I’m watching life pass. I miss you when I am alone. I’ve made a funny little habit of parking out near the bay. I like to watch the planes take off, fly overhead and disappear into the clouds. I pretend I am up there too, on my way to see you. We get older and suddenly what we cannot have becomes just what is. Less becomes plenty and time is a fragment of our short adventure on earth." And the 'poems' in each chapter are relevant and are really simple and straightforward that they reach your heart right away! If you’re a fan of Rupi Kaur’s work or of instapoetry, Pillow Thoughts may be for you, but otherwise I wouldn’t recommend it.

It’s midnight and I thought about Boarding a plane and meeting you in the city I thought about stitching you into my skin So you’d be with me as I slept I wish you were here Or I were there Because my heart caves in when I look at you And it feels like your hands twist around My rib cage And take the air from my lungs My head starts pounding And I just want to kiss you It’s midnight And I just want you This particular collection speaks about when you’re translating from a place of hurt to a place of healing and love. I love the way this ‘series’ progressed in terms of themes. It’s nothing too heavy but is enough to uplift you. Ehm excuse me? She is not an object that you can have. She is a person and she is her own person. I hate the idea that in a relationship you BELONG to someone. And I think it’s dangerous to tell young readers that you should. I think I know what the author wanted to say but it’s difficulty written. The Pillow Thoughts installment will always have a special place in my heart. It always seems to speak to me personally. I needed this and it reached me at the perfect time.That’s all we are, aren’t we, just souls who are sometimes kind and sometimes cruel and almost always complicated.”