Abort (Single Edit)

Sitting on cushions
 Designed for support
 I dare not abort
 Any critical missions
 Though awkward positions
 Dare me to consider
 Maybe i'd be better off
 Walking in space
 Never heard of gravity
 Newton's laws are lost on me
 What goes up just keeps on going
 Weightless blood just keeps on flowing
 Conscious, but barely
 I'm thinking, though rarely,
 That i dare not resort
 To any serious decisions
 Though galactic conditions
 Are nearly sub-par
 I'm really not far
 From walking in space
 Never heard of gravity
 Newton's laws are lost on me
 Friction's just a fairy tale
 Earth was just a test i failed
 My breathing, though stable
 Is frantic, but i'm able
 To catch it when
 The situation calls
 Though my heart falls
 Asleep at the wheel
 I wonder how i'd feel
 Walking in space
 Never heard of gravity
 Newton's laws are lost on me
 I won't give him the satisfaction
 Of some proportionate reaction