Feedack? Advice?

Anger, searing pain,
All of these mixed emotions.
I can’t believe I’ve done it.
Ashamed,
Neglected,
Tossed away like a little rag doll.
I put my head down.

I take leaden steps,
My sins dripping to the floor.
How can I live with myself now?
I cover my misery
With a fake smile.
I am happy,
To you anyway.

Agony, defeat,
I collapse on the floor.
Crying out for help
But no one listens.
They never do.
Why would they?
I am just a broken image
Of my former self.