Death by anothers hands

Common show it
You hate me
I know
You told me any times before
You showed it many times too
By slamming me face first into the door

Another shot
Now do you feel good
You give another blow
Do you fell more understood
Does it give you satisfaction
To see me bleed
Do you feel more powerfull
If I fall to my knees
Does it boost your ego
Each time I cry
Does it make you feel good
Knowing I try to hide

What did I do to deserve this
Was I so bad
You wont stop till I cry
Yet my tears make you mad
What do I do
As others have no clue
Whats going on
Am I supposed to pretend
That nothings wrong

Nothing I can do now
As others grief
My ashes are thrown into the wind
Are you glad that you once again succeed

You cut my life short
By your hands I die
Im sorry I ran
Im sorry I cried
You said you wouldnâ??t
You lied
Guess it was my fault to an extent
But even if in the end it was you
It is myself I resent