This is quite tragic and saddening, but a read that I felt compelled to comment on because I can relate so much.

"In darkness, I thieve myself. I push myself, I tear myself down." -- These opening lines were brutal but so clear and honest. "In darkness" is particularly important, because sometimes it's only when it's dark and we're alone that we truly beat ourselves down and our minds play havoc with our feelings.

"I crawl in through my ear, lurch through passages of my brain." -- Beautiful imagery created here. The mind is arguably the most complex part of us (some would say the heart, I suppose it's all subjective), which is why I liked so much that you've created this image of a maze; of needing a map to find your way about and understand everything: the feelings, the emotions.

"I take them, and
drag them back,
push
them
out."

^ I love the way you structured those last three words, almost as if you're trying to design a visual example of pushing, of ridding yourself of the words and the memories.

"I crawl back in, scraping my knees on
disaster. I want to find the infection. I want
to know where I went wrong." -- This was my favourite stanza. It makes me want to weep for the persona, as I know first hand what it can be like to feel so broken by your own hand. Thinking there's something wrong with you, questioning why and how and what happened. "Scraping my knees on disaster" is a great line.

The last stanza is just so saddening, full of strong emotion, and although it made me feel a sense of loss for the persona - I'm also very impressed.

I enjoyed the read. c:

Anyone with a dark side will relate to this. I know i do. All together we can shed light. This is very powerful and was almost made when i read "I thieve myself". Great line!

Nice poem, very emotional.

Potent cleansing of the self . Lovely