Holding the rope alone

Is there anyone who can truly listen to me and help me keep going?

My family, my colleagues, my friends... in the end, it feels like there's no one.

Maybe this is the loneliness people feel at the top. I'm not at the top in status or achievement; I feel more like standing alone on the top of a smaller mountain beside it.

I throw a rope toward the higher mountain and tie it there. Then I hold on and move forward by myself. When I look down, there is only a deep cliff. No one can reach me. No one can help.

Rather, this is the loneliness on a single rope.