november has gone:
thirty days passed by and i’m still striving.
my hands no longer shake from the tragedy inside my lungs
but it is not any easier to breathe without
aching all over. the pain does not
only reside in my chest.
but yesterday, the stars lit up the sky,
and my mother smiled as she held my hand–
home is starting to feel whole again,
and i will live to see it.
Keren Chelsea is a nineteen-year-old Filipina residing in the Philippines. She writes about love and depression–and rising from these.