The Journey of Aurora

A hall of doors before the eyes
Of Aurora, Goddess of Anxiety

Didn't take long for her to realize
That she'd have to summon a sense of bravery

'What if something bad happens though?!'
She thought in her mind

'Fuck it, I'll just go!'
And that courage is the rarest kind

She opened the first door:
Nothing was there
Except a room like the one before
So hollow and empty her thoughts echoed everywhere

Second door opens:
Same thing, now thrice seen
'Okay, I'm hopin','
She thought, 'This is some bizarre dream.'

But what she was experiencing was no surreal scene
It was, unfortunately, a lonesome reality

In life we go through many doors not knowing what we'll see
It is, I'll say once more, an uncertain reality

So back to Aurora and her journey through the doors
Of which I will rhyme with words no more
As I've done it already so many times before

She went through sixteen doors before she found the one in which she was supposed to be
A room with a profound decor of philosophy

What she found I will not say specific
I'll just say it was simply terrific
And you'd think the same thing if you were ever in it

We're happy for Aurora and the happiness she discovered
And also that from anxiety she has fully recovered
She is now the Goddess of Courage, and she's more worthy than any other

FIN