Pushed

Not exactly sure what I was feeling when I wrote this. It was just one of those poems that randomly came to mind.

She is falling
Pushed from a great height

Turns in the air
Glimpses who pushed her

Eyes so cold and dark
Always judgmental

Lips twisted in a cruel smile
Always spoke such harsh hurtful things

Arms folded at their chest
Always hurting her

Legs planted firm on the ground
Always kicking her when shes down

Laughter so cruel
Always mocking and harsh

The one who was the most critical
Never gave her a break

The one she saw
Her greatest tormentor

She saw herself
Her own worst enemy