The Marks of Achievement

Didn't ask for this.
To be placed on this path,
Treacherous and steep.
Barely any purchase at all,
At times.
Dark days when the end seemed
Like the legitimate goal.
Eclipsing rationality with
A promise of peace.
Everywhere to turn but yet
So alone.
Indignity piled upon insult.
A seemingly endless stream
Of torments.
Stared down,
Dismantled
Every single one.
Moment by moment,
Small successes gained,
With an inner tenacity previously
unknown.
Fearsome determination flows
Within this heart.
Finally, victory attained.
With Grace and gratitude.
There are scars.
Of Body and Soul.
From this odyssey.  
Beautiful reminders of your strength.