Autobiography in 5 short chapters

[BJ]

Hi Everyone--
With Valentine's Day approaching, I thought it might be wonderful to send some love out to ourselves and other's close to us. I found this simple and complete short autobiography by Portia Nelson. It inspired me to share my own. How about you?  What's your autobiography in 5 short chapters? I would love to know! 
 

" A Story of ME in YOU and YOU in ME in five short chapters"

AUTOBIOGRAPHY IN FIVE SHORT CHAPTERS
by Portia Nelson

I

I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I fall in.
I am lost ... I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes me forever to find a way out.
II
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place
but, it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
III
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in ... it's a habit.
my eyes are open
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
IV
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
V
I walk down another street.
 




“WHAT WOULD BE BETTER?”
by BJ
I
I look around, before I could walk
There’s no one there
I’m alone
I’ll wait and see if anyone comes
I’m frozen…
Where’s my blanket?
II
I look around, no one listens when I talk
There’s someone there
I’m alone
I’ll be good and quietly listen and watch
I’m frozen…
I’m blanketed by freezer burn.
III
I look around, I see me looking out and in
I AM really here
I’m lonely
I’ll see who they are regardless of me
I’m melting…
Who needs a blanket anyway?
IV
I look around , I feel us both in and out
We are here together
We’re alone
I see I’m ok, they are not who I am
I’m re-forming…
I found my forever blanket.
V
What could be better?

 

[mum]

Great reading: fun idea... this may take me awhile.

[mum]

Ok, this is quick, and I am no writer, but I like challenges!  Couldn't contain it to five chapters, but it is still short.  Thanks, BJ for the idea....I'll send this to my sweet, long distance...FINALLY.... husband!!

The Twenty Five Year Drought
by MGC
I
I am wide eyed and pig tailed
There is love and laughter all around
but I wonder, do I deserve it?
Love is giving, but is it recieving?
But I learn how to do it
You see that in me
and you love me, pig tails and grapefruit and all.
II
But it is too safe.
I need to learn something.
I am not so good
I don't deserve this goodness,
for I am flawed.
I pry myself away from your arms
I leave the love and laughter
I am alone
III
I find someone who is in pain
He hurts me time and again
He is the one to try and heal.
He can teach me.
I know I must be still
and see this all.
I close my eyes, though.
Something is missing, a hole in my heart.
I miss home. I miss you.
IV
Two little hearts join me in my loneliness.
They learn to love despite the crumbling wall of concrete
that falls on us daily.
I use my body and soul to protect them.
Something is still missing.
He cannot be healed.
The pain is trying to tell me something.
V
I open my eyes.
I know it's a nightmare and I must wake up further
and get away from the falling bricks and mortar.
I long for the love and laughter
and belonging. I have learned enough.
VI
You are waiting.
You have your own little heart to love.
Our paths are blocked but
We love each other from afar.
But nothing stops this love, not pain,
not anger, not time or distance.
VII
I simply decide. I am worthy.
I deserve the warmth and love.
We find a way.
I am home.

[BJ]

Mum,
I love it! What do you mean you can't write poetry?...and in only 35 minutes? I felt you and your story. Thanks BJ

[Hopalong]

Mum, that is beautiful. Very moving.
What a lucky guy, to get such a valentine.

I am so glad for you both!

Hops

[Cadbury]

I like all of these! You are all so talented! I may try a little later, but for now I am just in awe!!

[spyralle]

I

I'm lonely here
It's dark and quiet
And nobody comes when I call
I think perhaps I am left on my own
is there only me in the world
It's lonely here...

II

I'm frightened here
Why is whatever I do so wrong
When I try to please they look away
Am I so terrible
Is my soul so dark
I'm frightened here

III

I feel guilty here
I dance and perform
I'm paraded in ribbons and bows
But still I never please
It must be something I have done
I feel guilty here

IV

I feel sad here
I cry all the time
As I wait to be loved
But nobody comes to hold my hand
Or stroke my hair
My cries turn to muffled sobs
I feel sad here

V

I'm confused here
After all this time
There's a hint of light
There are others like me
Others who have been alone
Could it be there are answers..
I'm confused here

VI

I feel hopeful here
My light burns brighter
As I begin to understand
There's a world out there
It's waiting for me
To show who I really am
I feel hopeful here

VI

I feel excited here
I'm picking up speed
Who knows where I will be
When I finally come face to face
With who I really am
I feel excited here

VII

I'm peaceful now
I understand that it was not my fault
And that others could never look at why
I try to forgive
I feel thankful to be here
I'm peaceful now...

[BJ]

Hi Spyralle,

I think your autobiography will ring true here for many of us. I know for me, I'm still on your number VI.  Thanks  BJ