My Darkest Hour
It seems that I have reach an impass… Everything is so dark I can’t see far away. All I see is a ladder leading up somewhere unknown to me. My soul hurts… my body, slow…
Before I tell you how I got up and started climbing up, I need you to understand how exactly I got here to this dark unsettling place where there’s no one to help me get through. Even my music can’t fix this. I used to just play some music, then it’s all alright. But this time, the situation is dire and can’t be fixed by a simple 4 hour playthrough with my guitar.
My broken heart takes me to a place unknown and dark. Everything is deeply cold and icy. Everywhere I look, my nerves hides themselves. I searched everwhere else before finding out the ladder is the only one leading somewhere else in this hellhole. I kneel, my arms in the ground… Tears starts falling and I pray to God for mercy. No answer. This is where I probably thought I would give up and just disappear into the dark world.
When the sun shines no more, all you can do is search for the light in darkness. All you can do is try to keep going untill you find that warm place. None of it is here…
So,… here I am on my knees. Decided and ready to go. Then suddenly I could see the light far away. The breeze makes me stand up and see better. My senses are better now, I can see clearly.
Then you came into my world, everythings seems new and exciting. You changed me into a better man, better at everything. All of your perfect imperfections, all of them I loved, even when they are not on my side.
Then you came into my world, the sun shines brighter than before. You changed me into a kinder soul, better at everything. Every little thing you do, all of them I loved, even when they are not on my side.
Then you came into my world, the grass is greener and the birds sing better. You changed me and make me wanna change myself into a better soul. All of you I loved and all of you I adored. Your smile is all I wanted to see everyday.
I just wish things were different. I just wish you could at least care a little.
Sincerely
Mario Lyberth
Closer
The end is here… The walls stop me from coming further. I have no choice but to give up and cry about how close I got.
It’s the little things that will make me push forward… My goals are not my only priority, nothing else matters anymore. The drought is now over and life will hopefully shine again for a better tomorrow. Insanity will be prevented.
It hurts my heart to finally get to the point I was really afraid of, the end… I’ve known for awhile that this we had is going to end at some point. It was just a matter of time. I’ve been preparing for some time, piece by piece making my heart and soul stronger so I wouldn’t get hurt so much when it’s finally happen. I haven’t expected that it still could hurt so much. My tears won’t help build me and make me stronger.
I feel no one is really going to help me anymore. I feel all alone in this silly stupid world where I can’t find any happiness when everyone else does. I was the happiest man, the luckiest man.. all of sudden, life tears it and destroys my faith in love… I don’t think I can love again… I don’t think I can ever see someone in the eye and say three little words. My soul is now dark and elusive. My soul reaps all the good things in life and makes me cynical about the perpetual déja vú. I can no longer feel the warmth in me… I want to disappear into the unknown depths of this world where no one can ever find me again.
Sincerely
Mario Lyberth
Hindrance
We’ve all been told you have to kiss a lot of frogs before finding a princess, but no one ever tells you that it’s really hard to stop worrying that said princess might actually be a toad in disguise. After you’ve been fooled and disappointed a few times, it’s understandable to think something is too good to be true.
It can be a challenge for any of us to just trust, to accept that someone who presents themselves as a quality human is, in fact, a keeper. But not trusting can kill it instantly. Having that constant paranoia and suspicion that the seemingly good thing you’re in is actually going to crumble is a sure-fire way to ruin everything or at the very least, keep you from enjoying the moment.
So, what is it that I’m trying to achieve by constantly reminding myself that this or whatever it is, can actually be good for me? My own personal demon is ruining me… slowly.
So I should just hope that my so-called relationship or whatever the damn thing is, can actually be enjoyed as long as it lasted. The endings are hard. No one can perfectly write a reasonable ending for the readers or the viewers to enjoy without complaining about it. If it is going to end badly, or if it’s going to destroy my faith for love I shouldn’t really complain do I? I’m a beautiful loser, where am I gonna fall anyways. Because nothing really ever ends.
Sincerely
Mario Lyberth