Where is the figurative language in the poem?

“Life is a knife in everyone's back
Stabbing us when something doesn't go its way

It seems it never does

Constantly creating more gashes with every step we take to the point where nobody is safe

Stuck with life-sucking out our souls from the puncture wounds it created

We are all now ghosts unable to fly

No matter where you go life will find its way to stab it in the back .”