Repulsion

I feel used and abused...
swallowed, tasted and then spat out
on the damp murky ground.
The sole of a heel squishing against me
I struggle.... but they kick me while i'm down
and as the sun rounds the corner
a glimmer of hope an inspiration appears,
but their shadows surround me to block
out that hope, that purity, that freedom from
myself......

Have you ever detested yourself?
Been repulsed by your very being?
I do all the time, its like a shadow that never leave?