In the dramatic monologue Split, MALCOLM confides in his friend about how he feels he is slipping into madness.
MALCOLM: There’s this great divide…split…inside myself; torn between both ends of who I am…it’s like I’m trapped inside my own skin, sometimes for hours before things finally cool down. There’s this rage that bubbles up inside me, needling me toward a direction I don’t want to go in…pushing me toward a place that I fight so hard to escape…and I do, I do escape but each time one step closer to what I’m trying to avoid. I’m afraid that one day, one day…I may go too far and worst of all, I don’t believe I will mind it much.
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