Dear Poster on the Ceiling

Frankie had it right.

Relax, Don’t Do It

I know that you have been placed there to calm me, but honestly, I feel like you are mocking me.

“Relax” you say while your harried eyes bulge at me. How is that supposed to encourage me to relax?

Why don’t you relax, cuz you’re freaking me out!

When I compose myself and leave this place I will tell everyone I know about you.

“Take the gas. You’ll thank me later.” Is what I will say. And they will.

Those who don’t heed my warning will be much like me.

Forever haunted by the room and your laughably inadequate advice.

“Relax”?

F U Poster!

Signed,

Traumatized

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