Not metaphorically speaking

Signalled up into orbit.
A sense of my imagined source.
I call my source of reason?
Weight I wait.
Gravity has chosen!
So, that nothing can talk
myself out of me,
the guilt or a lie.
Not a faulted cause of mine.
Of its self induced.
The power have I achieved; has
it accomplished.
Not that it helps my stomach:
and to think without a weapon.
The weight. . . it drops,
of my imagined source is intellectual.
A stimulated roller coaster - as
I falled - I watched
- it.
Its natured of a
travelled component,
changed good.
It tricked me metaphorically.