Why Fight the Tide

Sink holes are grabbing them fires are ravaging them time is unwinding them society is bowdlerizing them all that I know all that I love has seemed to decide that they aren't enough for all I object for all that I pull or try to hold tight imperfections have convinced them people have twisted them their minds have betrayed them into thinking that humanity needs changed that we need to stamp out eradicate these impulses that come with living why are they convinced that what they do is not right when they know that what they see is wrong the want to be desensitized dehumanized made anew into something that is not them that is not "new" but just a face with no depth with no far reaching mind or searing soul they want conformity when that means to fade they are tired of trying to change the tide why? those I love those I hold those that taught me what I know those that pulled me up and taught me to use my eyes to see not glance or ignore this ignorance this will to fail why has it infected them why has it changed their minds it hurts like iron nails, burning nails, driven hard into sensitive flesh it causes fear utter terror and the unknown with no one behind me no one beside me no one lifting me up this true unknown this heavy yoke this bloodstained sword this burden here if it is right why did they all leave damning them damning me for thinking of that life of ease my reason gone I can't help but turn and start to wander wander towards my reasons wander towards my love for if they do not fight with me I will die with them if they do not fight the tide I will sit right there I will grasp for them as the ocean swells and if they are within reach I will drown in peace with them