I stare past the street corner, the brightness of the streetlights dances down upon my skin; like ether anesthetic, I'm numb, not feeling a thing. Looking down at my watch, I see the hand click to 2:00, sleep still eluding me. As I listen to the clock bells echo throughout the town, my past rushes at me. On the outside the world stays stagnant, unchanging; however, inside my mind's a whirlwind. Everything's changing so quickly, my thoughts are melting down.

I click open my lighter, hoping to provide some sort of light to eat away the darkness surrounding me in a city of light. Seeing it's out of oil, I toss it into the street, listening with satisfaction as it clacks against the pavement. Useless. The inside of my stomach burns, as if the oil from the lighter went alight there. If everything that was melting down in the pit of my stomach was a lie, the world would surely be a much better place.

I push away thoughts, a dream, one where I wrap my hands around her neck, the dazzling light from the streetlights filling the stage. Holding back tears, I feel my hands around her throat, her pulse dying away. Staring down at my hands I see them stained by invisible blood, unclean.

I want to jump into a nuclear reactor, I want to find the core. A beautiful blue light engulfs my body, it's the end. If I can go into that reactor, I can forget everything. To make the world a better place, to let it go would be beautiful.

I can feel it now, I'm on the veranda, the sound of someone climbing the stairs echoes behind me. The sunset casts its beautiful rays into the room, setting the windowpanes alight in a blaze of light. I can hear her coming up the stairs. Why doesn't she turn back?

As the sun sinks farther into the horizon, I can sense the sun. A giant bloodshot eye, dissolving slowly in the sky. I see the entire world in front of my eyes as it slowly dies piece by piece.

The dream returns, my hands wrapped around her throat. Above us, the curtains rustle, an invisible breeze stirring them. Words flow from your dried lips, bubbling up and bursting. I can no longer understand a word you say. I can feel my mind melting down, losing control; is this what I've become?

I want to jump into a nuclear reactor. I want to feel the light on my skin, my mind and body melting away into nothingness. The memories disappearing forever. If I could just jump into a reactor, I would be able to sleep, like I once did. So long ago...

Now I'm in a familiar room, the second hand on the clock ticks steadily; inside my mind melts down. The officials on the television talk, their voices all blurring into one another, unrecognizable. Their voices are still there, echoing throughout the room. But, in my head the laughter of someone unseen echoes, like actors offstage.

Allegro, agitato; my ears ring, the laughter echoing. Allegro, agitato; my ears ring from the sound trapped inside of my thoughts. Why won't it stop?

I awake from a dream where everyone disappeared. It was my fault. The emptiness of the room bears down upon me, an impossible weight. Sitting up, I struggle for breath, just like she did on that day.

I dive into a nuclear reactor, as I disappear, sleep finds me. The next morning will be beautiful without me, and each after that will be even more beautiful. The world is finally taking shape.

The perfect world.