Will you carry my cross? #yqbaba #life #defeat #chitshorror Everyday wears me down. The weight of my responsibilities have put the painful stoop on my shoulders and my back refuses to straighten itself. I can no longer look myself in the eye. My soul refuses to carry its cross. I sense my heart weeping copious tears drenching a broken spirit. I am chained by a mind that has long since given up, weakening a heart refusing to be watered by love. I go everywhere begging, screaming, "will you carry my cross? will you?