Opening doors

The room was the shade of night 

it was always cold and damp 

for some reason 

today was different 

there was a odd blueish glow coming 

from the window I forgot was there 

Out of spite I place my palm on the cold glass

the ice on the window began to thaw

melting slowly, I move my hand in fear 

but the ice was soon gone 

Outside was not frozen, but there was

vibrant leaves on the trees,then I realized 

it has wbeen summer the whole time 

I pushed and pushed on the window 

slowing it began to open 

today I opened the window 

tomorrow I open the door