Broken Glass Confessional

I wrote this about a toxic relationship. From either side, man or women. The broken part of a person riddle with resentment yet not willing to fix or work on what is broken. Attempting suicide for sympathy. Take me back, I'm worthless I know it, this is my plea. Soon the attempts become real. Hands up wrists cut, this is my broken glass confessional. All my deeds, not forgiven this time. All the pain in one final act. This is why I advocate if you need help, seek it, before it's too late. Quit tormenting the people that love and care about you. Get help. Your death is for the living, to live with regrets.