Try

With the lights out
It's less dangerous

The Darkness returns. It grabs hold of you like you're an old friend, like it missed you and longed to smother you in its arms, there's something primal in its powers, you succumb at last. Every year the same weight in your chest, you count down minutes until it ends, you track sunset times and try to remember how to breathe even if nothing else sticks. You sleep heavy sleeps and wake with uneasy nightmares drifting across your brow. Stay alive on sheer faith.

One day this will all be over and you won't believe it ever buried you like it does.

Forgetting the Darkness is the only way
to live in the Light.