Saving Music

The music caressed my skin as if it were a lover's hand. I allowed the notes slivered into my heart and soul. The music hadn't done that in an ego, and I knew that it was time to move on. Because the Music Killer finally found me. I had hoped this time that I would be able to settle down— establishing strong roots and to hide from my destiny Of The Music Savior. It was hard to have the entire world on my shoulders. I wished that my father hadn't died. And my older brothers refused to lessen the responsibility. Is anyone out there— willing to help me? If there is, find soon before the Music dies.