If I swallow the weight
If I manage it through
If I allow it to compact
and it anchors like roots
I wonder if I’ll submit
or will I dig myself out
If I assume the unknown

If it spreads all about me
If I become of the weight
But the catatonia is nil
if suppressed at my will
Will I spill me I wonder
or will with me I deal
If I assume the unknown

If my organs tread tainted
If my systems adapt this
Will the lift be indefinite
If I assume the unknown

If I let go of the weight
If I let it pull me down
If I get sucked below
and I sink like a stone
I wonder if I’ll wonder
Will it happen too fast
If I regret will it matter
If I predict the unknown

If I face all that weight
If I stand in my ground
If I’m surely outmatched
But I battle to absorb
Will I notice I wonder
If the force is too grand
Will such defeat matter
If I predict the unknown

If weights of me transfer
If I’m free but unknown
Will they carry it further
If I predict the unknown