Always Stuck Poem by Brooke Schmidt

We all get stuck.
at one point or another.
we all want someone there.
but there never is.
no hand to hold.
no shoulder to lean on.
I'm gone.
without a word.
or a sound.
with no one looking
it's time to find yourself.
but how can i.
it's to hard to go on.
i want the pain to go away.
but need it to stay.
i need to hold on to something.
it's my shoulder to lean on.
i just want a real one.
but i can't find one.
looking for help but can't ask.
all i have is pride.
that's not going to leave me not now