Tic Tac - the sand of time

Its madness.
I can hear the ticking of the digital clock in the sound studio.
The pressure of the time to deliver all that I must, is giving me sound aluccinations.
What is it about this strange twist of time, that makes me feel trapped into an hourglass maze, as if I have no way of coming out.
According to the experts on labyrinth I should always turn the same way and eventually I will get out.
The sound tics and tics.
Is there an way out?
Its madness.
The silent expression of a shout is muting me.
Must go on, as does each grain that passes.