Stroke of Sanity

Enter the mind of a madman, and watch as he declines so simply to madness.

"Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Tick....The hours pass by with each furious, seemingly lifeless, stroke as the dark grows stronger, thicker, more evil by the passing second. I feel as if each stroke causes me to surpass my own damned sanity. Still I find the overwhelming urge to write in order to save my sanity, but all in vain. You see I'm a very plain lad, but with a dirty little secret. Tick-tock. Tick-tock. I may split myself in two, and become anew. You find me mad, but let me reassure you, kind sir, I am not now nor have I ever been mad. Delusional perhaps, but mad I assure you not. You ask for proof, Then I shall bring him forth and you, you, you will have the glorious honor of meeting my dearest friend. Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Tick....Tock". 

"A chair you fool, you were speaking to a chair. You truly are insane, aren't you? It's a damn shame, I was looking forward to a long separate life with you. Still, I enjoyed the ride. No matter how short it was. What's this you've engraved repeatedly into the desk? Nothing more than "tick-tock"? I fear for my safety".

"You mean my safety. Tick-tock. Tick....Well I, you, he, she, they, we it's all the same. Tick-tock. You fancy me mad, you fancy me mad. Tick-tock. Tick-tock. The mouse ran up the clock and soon found himself without a head. Without a head. Tick-tock. Without a head".

"You're mad".

"Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Shut the damn clock up! Tick-tock. Tick-tock. The strokes are from hell. My mind grows mad. Tick-tock. I know! Tick-tock. Off with my ears, then the strokes with cease, but with what? The paper cutter. Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Off with his head"!

"Have you grown insane? That will kill us"!

"Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Tick".