This road keeps on through day and night,
Further now from habits formed,
The vehicle that carries me
Brings me closer to my harm.
I know that as these wheels turn more
The pain I must endure nears.
This is the only way to form
New strength against my in-bred fears.
As questions form about the task
And fears return to whisper doubts,
I force myself to trust to fate
That from comfort drew me out.
This road keeps on and I with it,
Growing better day by day;
Though at this point I’m fighting still,
I look with longing down the way.
11.1.19
Nathaniel West Clark 
I love this! It’s such a hopeful, realistic poem. Very powerful and heartfelt.
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