Stuck in the middle

Stuck in the middle

I am half way stuck climbing up a mountain
I want to reach the peak but afraid
I look down
I could find no one below.
It makes me feel unsecured
I am not afraid to climb up but what if I loose my grip?
I keep consoling myself to the extent I can
Not always I stand strong like I did before
And no one to listen my silent scream hits me like a sword..
I can see something blur though I can't trust..
I want to go down and start again
But I perhaps can't.
Let me take some rest here ..
If life permits I would climb some steps ahead..
Peak is yet little far..
I would be the happiest if I meet someone midway..