Charybdis into Scylla

a shard is a fragment of a moment you are on a path you’ll get cut splinters under your skin a scar is proof i teach myself i do dumb things a superficial young guy changing reality for the better compulsively seeking a laid-up feel a bold girl a wandering soul someone who loves obsessively at the best of times living under a rock i am the little boy on the rock there is water all around me there is a stream that surrounds me like a place to end one story having escaped Charybdis, I fell into Scylla there is no more shore but a thrilling feeling