Re-living

This is not a poem....

Pain on my chest
I'm living and re-living and re-living (three dots for a pause)
In the same order (...)
Feeling suffocated (pause)
I know what will come next (pause)

I'm on a bus going to a small gloomy town in the north (pause)
People are smelly and the bus is stuffy (pause)
It's raining again
Everything is dark once again (stop and breathe here for a sec or two)
Listening to The Life Aquatic by Moon Boots - wishing I could be under water in blue (pause)

I'm trying to break my pattern
(No dots or pause written here so don't pause)
Say something.