Celery Stix
Célia Mestre
Malicious
Malice flooded me that night
Angel girl, wounding him to the core
As poison entered, something broke
Malicious girl, angel no more.
Louder than expected, shattering glass
Thrown against all walls of me
The morning after, I tried to ignore
Ignore the sharpness underneath my feet.
Don’t apologise, malicious girl
As apologies won’t fix the one you hurt
Better walk on shattered glass
As only time heals malicious cuts.
Expoente M 