Survivor

I counted myself a survivor,
Having overcome
A multitude of challenges,
Faced countless foes,
And fought many a battle,
In my struggle to get by.

The trail was windy and torturous
With my very existence
Seemingly in question
At every turn I took,
And I proceed on the dimmest hope
Of some purpose to my toil.

Yet as I look back at the path I took
It becomes apparent to me
That my struggle to survive
Was a figment of my mind,
That I had valiantly overcome
That which was never there.