Horror movie of my life

Your big wrist
hitting at me
Angry face
killer's eyes
hate from can not be hidden

Hit my head
I fall down
I am flying again
knock the floor
No sound come from my mouth

Tears burn
heart feels pain
I die inside
Create a wall
Reality crushed my shattered soul

Once again
I am beaten
One again
I am broken
Once again
I am victim
in the play of life...

I want to swift roles
but there is nobody to replace
no free willing person
to recieve your wrists

I am alone again
I would suicide
but I am not allowed

A horror movie
I can not switch off from screen

It is played again
I am getting insane

Staring at screen
Tided to bench
Your shadow on wall
blood on the floor

Your shadow murdered mine

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This poem is about my personal life. Again...abused....me...