Death or Life

Blackness surrounds me.
Darkness falls.
You enter this room
spraying blood on the walls

I was tortured
and carved.
The fight left me scarred.
I feel played like a card.

I think I'm better
this is what you make me believe.
But yet again
you attack me
and I cant see.

Is this right?
You tell me.
Jab me with that knife
let me know
if I should go,
or stay and wait.

My life isn't a toy,
so don't play it.
My heart isn't an alloy.
Don't melt it.

Let me know
when your ready
or what you want.
I've been waiting here steady
while memories taunt.