I need to take more on my shoulders

I need to take more on my shoulders. I think often it’s about taking less on my shoulders, but it’s not. It’s about taking on more. It’s about putting so much on that my legs sink through the ground as if it were mud. I need to take so much on that my shoulders buckle. I need to take so much on that my calves ache, and my tongue goes dry. I need to take so much on it’s like dragging my feet through water. It has to be like swimming through sludge. I need to take so much on that I’m like an overworked blender, my engine burning out as I try to cut through the chunks of ice. I need to take so much on that it’s impossible to balance it all on my head and it all comes crashing down. I need to take so much on I fall like Humpty Dumpty. I need to take so much on my shoulders that I sink in the quicksand. I need to put so much on it breaks me. I need to put so much on my collar bone shatters like a champagne flute. I need to carry so much I fall over backwards. I need to put so much on my shoulders I get a hunchback. I need to put so much on my shoulders that I do a little dance to keep my balance. I need to put everything on my shoulders. I need to lock my knees and walk on.