Tin Man

Take this. I have no use for it.
More burden than ever a blessing,
You exploit its weakness
Using it to control me through pain.
The last thing human about me,
Is the one thing I cannot bear.

Take this. I know what its loss means.
My metal skin does not fear your
Threats. Your fists cannot harm me.
But the truth of your words hurts me,
Leaving scars the only place they can.

Take this. A remnant I gladly forfeit.
Freedom in this unfeeling armor
In exchange for one last pound of flesh,
Your only leverage was the only thing
Human in me you could call your own.
Take the last thing making you and I the same.