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12 Classic Poems, Rewritten About My Depression

Do not go gentle into that good night / You have so many unresolved issues, unanswered emails, and unavoidable social interactions to worry about instead

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Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.

From what I've tasted of desire

I don't really care either way

Can I get back into bed now

(Robert Frost)

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Because I could not stop for Death

Because I could not stop for Death -

He kindly stopped for me -

And said - Hey Girl - Are you All Right

Cos - Tbh - You look like Me.

(Emily Dickinson)

Do not go gentle into that good night

Do not go gentle into that good night

You have so many unresolved issues, unanswered emails, and

unavoidable social interactions to worry about instead

(Dylan Thomas)

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both,

I stood there sweating and biting my nails

Because decisions really really stress me out

(Robert Frost)

The Red Wheelbarrow

so much depends

upon

10 mg Citalopram

(Celexa)

taken nightly with

water

thank god for

science

(William Carlos Williams)

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If—

If you can keep your head when all about you 

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you

What is your secret and can we be friends

(Rudyard Kipling)

This Is Just To Say

I have eaten

the plums

that were in

the icebox

and which

you were probably

saving

for breakfast

Forgive me

I have no self-control and I was eating my feelings

(William Carlos Williams)

I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud

I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o'er vales and hills

When all at once I saw a crowd

Of my acquaintances and peers

Hanging out like it was nbd

And I wondered how I could leave

Before anyone noticed me

(William Wordsworth)

The Raven

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,

Scrolling numbly through the social media feed of yore—

While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,

As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my bedroom door.

"Sorry, I can't hang out," I said, "I'm extremely busy—

I have a lot of work to get done and I'm very overwhelmed right now"

(Edgar Allan Poe)

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Howl

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness starving

hysterical naked,

and I pulled out my phone to check for new likes on my Instagram

(Allen Ginsberg)

Sonnet 18

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Thou art just about as physically overwhelming

Except summer days begin and end

And when you come you seem neverending

(Shakespeare)

Tubthumping

I get knocked down

Then I get up again

Because I'm a creature of habit

(Chumbawamba)

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