In case of emergency, ignore

I'm drowning slowly in the ocean of unanswered questions with no vest.  And they watch from the shore yelling directives that are as unnerving and impractical as the floaties they tossed on shore for me in case of emergency. And im spinning spinning spinning looking for direction or a hand to lead to safety, sanity, support to no avail. I drift out further, the shore a mere memory soon and my leaders long since gone. They cannot see and I have to wonder if they ever recognized my struggle or if maybe they were just taking in the view.  

The office was built on a cracking foundation and each step forward also entails several swift blows to the remaining supports. I have bent under the pressure and have watched several smaller beams give way, but held fast and strong in pursuit of what is right, what is necessary, what is true. But their multicolored glasses see not the cracks or severity of the damage but only the sparkling potential that will crumble just as swiftly when the last of us give way.

The dust will settle and they still will not see as they sweep us all under that rug that is so easy to distract, to ignore and eventually throw away.