"If you're going through hell, keep going..."

It's incredibly dark in my house right now.
There are absolutely no lights on whatsoever.
The only light is coming from my laptop screen, which is a bright white,
and in contrast makes everything even darker.
I can just barely see out of the back windows...
I see a sky turning dark slowly.
Behind the trees...

I look out towards the front of the house,
through a slit between the curtains.
The street lights are on, but brighter.
More vivid than usual.
The light cascades over the ground.
Slowly...

Every once in a while the wind blows,
rustling the leaves on the road.
The lights in the homes are off.
There's no one in the streets.
The ghost town...

There is perfect silence.
Creatures hidden away in the forest,
people hiding from the dark,
That you fear...

A fear they thought they'd left in their childhoods.
But there is no dark.
The moon is brighter than the sun.
Brighter than the screen of my laptop.
Clearly visible through the atmosphere that
Will be destroyed...

What lurks in the hidden corners of the world,
Is woe.
The rare light you see always comes
By Friendly Fires.