Snow Days and Dark Houses

Today I wrote down a few poetry ideas and turned one into a poem. I didn't mean for it to be so dark, but it might be one of the darkest things I've ever written. The idea was to write from the place where I used to feel stuck and alone when Luke did his disappearing act. I guess it was a lot darker than I remember. The title is The Dark House and I was going to post it on here before I realized how depressing it was. I might still post it after I've done a couple more drafts.
We'll see...