Wow, this was beautiful.
I love poems that make you wonder, the ones that make you think. This is one of those.

To me this sums up how the darkness in everyone hurts people because everyone is playing a game, trying to get what they want out of life, whether they realise it or not...and I don't know quite where I'm going with this, but this was fantastic. :)

I don't want to play the game O.o

Amazing. The imagery creeped me out but it's awesome nonetheless.

Interesting and disturbing imagery in this poem. I really like your use of figurative language, such as "Caressed by loaded gun". I haven't heard that phrase before, and it's very powerful.

I really like the pacing because it almost shows that the speaker is in a race against time which makes it all the more brash? I've lost the word to describe, it was on the tip of my tongue as well. Oh well, I do like the imagery of speaker almost seeming like a predator, stalking and playing a 'game' with it's prey. Really great and the last line for me would have been great but I just didn't quite understand it, it's just my opinion. Again, I would have said something along the lines of: "What do you have to lose?". Just a minor tweak, in my opinion and just a suggestion, but apart from that a really great piece.

I got three different "games" in mind. The game of death, a race against fate/time, and A game between a killer and his prey. I love the question at the end.

Favorite lines:

"Infectious disease.

Cutting off the blood,

As they breathe."