Changing Lanes

He stops to enjoy the pain and glances at the wall. He panics and rushes to the kitchen to get a tissue to remove the stains from the wall. Another promise was broken today but it doesn’t matter anymore. This is the only way he can feel pain because everything else feels so numb. He rubs till the stains are gone and pauses to make sure no one is around. He then goes back to feeling alive but this time he’s wearing a pair of gloves that were gifted to him a very long time back...