I wish I was not from heartbreak.

From broken promises of love and shattered homes,

to tears falling down like the ruins of ancient rome.

I wish I was not from divorce.

Where messy fights and dark nights, 

were all my family had in sight. 

I wish I was not from fear.

A fear of waking up to an empty home, 

where my dad sits upon his throne,

and his heart slowly turning into stone.

Thankfully, I am now a part of love,

a love stronger than most,

where family is the strongest dose of medicine,

to such a terrible heartbreak.

Thankfully, I am now apart of stability,

where my life is full of peace and tranquility.

Thankfully, I am now apart of a life,

where so much of it is beautiful, 

and endless like a warm summer night.