Out of the shame

Out of the shame and out of the numb,
It's only you that can roll away the stone.

When today I felt defeated. The same roll and customers snearing.
Tiny breaks and scattered
and biting customers bring me to the brink.  

Insufficient. 

All the rooting for me that I cannot do alone. 

So many seasons of being on the brink,
How can I not sink?
How can I not get worn down?