No Longer

I no longer am naïve,
even when you deceive.

I no longer crumple on the floor,
when you walk in the door.

I no longer flinch,
from your loving clinch.

I no longer cower at the raise hand,
even when you demand.

I no longer need to feel
as you continue to steal.

I no longer need to feel the blade,
as it performs a skin raid.

I no longer feel your whirl,
For I am not your little girl!