Wounded Healer

Head held high, I am divine, a soul that shines, what's my purpose?

Came from darker nights, let the good twin die, I once felt worthless.

Press rewind, and pick my mind, let my demons turn to corpses.

Redefine what it means to be alive, my fortress turned to curtains.

Inside you'll find my heart that tries, love is blind, soul is certian.

Why am I here? It's implied, a wounded healer, a spirit guide.

Green eyed, they're open wide, no more cries, I'm determined.

@demcmurphy