Where's the tow truck?

I'll be the first one to admit it -
I am wrecked.
I am tangled up and torn
On the shards of the love you gave
The thing I threw against the wall
Sadistically loving the sound
the cracking and the smashing.

Going in every which way
at exactly the same time
My mind is never where it should be.
My heart doesn't even factor into the equation.
You do the math.

Nothing you do will get through
The gates locked and barred.
I reflect nothing, absorb everything.
Hate me. Please hate me.
I'm loathed dry.