Something at the end of the road

Still a long way to go
There must be something awaiting at the end of the road
patiently, silently
On half the journey, I may be tired
I may be restless,
I may shout loudly in triumph
But not that much
It has never been that much
As nothing is eternal but the eternity
Ups and downs
They seem never end
Running, haunting, chasing
while I force myself to move
It never means I could hide in the darkness
hearing the emptiness and feeling the silence
escaping from reality
No
Everything changes
Everything must
No wrong or right
As I'd never be able to change the grey into perfectly black or white
It's on my will whether it's going to be brighter or dimmer
Consistency and perseverance
to remind me that something's awaiting at the end of the road
something I don't know...
at the end of the road