Vanish

The voice inside screams louder. Time to hide. Disappear. Old faces bring memories that haunt. Better to forget. Fade away. I always said I was a ghost.
I knew the outcome was always going to be this. I knew it could never last. Happiness is a fleeting dream. One I never hoped to hold on to. You cannot expect something you know you were never meant to have.
So the voice screams to leave and it's time to vanish. The walls are complete, no one ever comes in again and I vanish. Change my number, change my name. Leave. Disappear.
But then, no one will ever really miss me.