He.

This contains her leftovers
Long skirt or short
He doesn't care
All he does is take your innocence.
Manipulator !
But once he takes your soul
You evolve into an odd creature
He touches and rubs
Places that you never even
Touched on your own "temple"as they call it in bible studies .
When he does
He closes your mouth
And presses against your precious
Fresh innocent lips with his dirty hands .
How does he sleep at night ?
The more you scream ,
the more he looks at you with anger and hatred
The more you keep quiet
the more time you give him to undress himself
The sound of his ziplone
Still lingers in her mind
Creating a song with broken melodies
For her to play each day , so it makes her days more broken .
She was a child
and all she knew was that he was her teacher .
How does one inform the world about the cruelty a man is capable of doing
But he didn't look like a person that was capable of doing such
He took her skirt up and she didn't have the audacity to deafeat him
But she had the energy and divosion to fight him off
"Sshhhh" he whispered in her ears .
He put it inside her most precious organ and did what he wanted to do .
The pain she was feeling rose and floated to her heart and built up like the walls of heaven . Which she never saw
She question the one she prays unto
"How does one overcome such a traumatic event ?"
He took her innocence
He is the monster that lives inside of her
Him.