So Close

When I was suffocated by the shadows of sadness

and by the silence of my footsteps

I finally found the way out

you just have to believe in yourself

and the darkest thoughts and looks

they will glimpse the white spot of light

white moves first

the sheet of paper inside

the stillness outside white

the alleys are also white

I met the snow-woman there

strolling on the white alleys

of some thoughts lost in the chills of fear

I did not know

why the snow-woman and not the snowman

easy as white

because the loneliness

it has never melted

until now