Why can't I make you happy?

I'm crying while I write this.

Why can't I make you happy?

I try my hardest to do so.

You seem never to smile when I say, "I love you".

Or, "Darling, how I've missed you".

I know depression has destroyed your life.

Leaving hardly anything behind in it's demolition.

Being happy is hard, I know.

I just wish I could be a light in your dark world.

I cry myself to sleep when I can't cheer you up.

I punish myself when I can't make you smile.

I tell myself that I'm worthless, useless.

I tell myself that I'm a failure.

You seem so happy when you're with friends.

You smile, you laugh.

When you're talking to me, it seems you get sad.

I don't want it to be this way.

I try my hardest but I'm fighting with my weak hand.

Driven to distraction, of ways to make you smile.

When something is broken, I try and fix it.

I can't make you smile and that hurts me the most.

Why can't I make you happy?

Reviews

[AK]

Wow. Simply wow. I'm lost for more words. This piece of yours was so expressive, so well described! Simply incredible how you can write such a poem! It showcases your emotions so well and flows so beautifully! You feel like you've failed and you are not good enough, you feel disappointed in yourself. I loved this poem so very much! Keep writing!
AK

[Legolas]

Thank you very much. I do feel I have failed, am not good enough and I am very dissapointed in myself.

[AK]

Hey! Don't be like that! Fate always has its reasons. Have you heard the story of the king and the lion?
There was once a king who hurt his finger while walking in his palace. Enraged, he sent his maintenance Minster to jail for not doing his duty well. The king was supposed to go hunting that day. Though he was hurt, the king decided to go. The group reached the forest and decided to eat before hunting. The impatient king however, set off on his own. After a long time of searching, he found nothing and decided to sleep for some time on a stone. When he woke up, he saw a tiger sniffing his body. He was very scared but didn't move a muscle. He silently prayed to the gods to take away his life painlessly. However, the tiger went away. The shaken king got up and rushed back to his group. When he returned to his palace, he asked his ministers why the tiger didn't eat him. The ministers said that a tiger doesn't eat a wounded animal. Suddenly thankful for his wound, the king was relieved. Then, he remembered that his maintenance minister was stilled locked up in prison. He gave a command to release him and apologised profusely. Everything happens for a reason my lord, the minister said. If everyone happens for a reason, questioned the king, how was being locked up in prison any good for you? The old minister said, if I hadn't been locked up, I would have followed you to hunt, leaving the rest of the group behind. Amd when the tiger came to you, and saw that you were hurt, I would have been its next alternative. As I am not wounded, I would have died had you not put me in prison!
EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON.

[Legolas]

Thank you very much for the story

[Legolas]

Or were you referring to the Coldplay reference in the last stanza and you came back with another reference?

[Legolas]

Thanks Alm;) did you catch the coldplay reference in the last stanza?

[Alm]

Coldplay reference, I see what you did there. Nobody said it was easy, and no one ever said it would be so hard. But you can make it through ;)

-Alm

[That_Girl]

This is beautifully written. A heartbreaking story that you told very well. Fantastic.