rivers/oceans

rivers of pain oceans of doubt
on these i ride and am tossed about
no use screaming or crying
no one hears you so stop trying
you built your wall and it was stout
nothing got through what was that about
for 25 years you tended it well
along came the handsome stranger over it fell
grief over him yes tis true
but theres much much more making you blue
he's not to blame for all my pain
for after all he's only a man
i grieve for losses both great and small
there was so much shit behind that wall
so now i wallow and thrash about
swimming in a flood of all i let out
in the end i'll be ok
the water receds more every day
starting over stronger.....i think
i suppose i've the heartless bastard to thank