Attending My Funeral

Attending My Funeral

A Poem by Ian Faraway
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What happens when we act when we do not know

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I’m dressed up

A stripped suit with a black tie

Standing out in the snowfall


I’m watching

As a group of people mourn a loss

Crying next to a freshly dug grave


It feels strange

Because I know the people mourning

They’re my family and close friends


I see one person

Standing off to the side 

It’s the girl I love


I’m surprised

To see her cry so hard

As she drops a rose on the grave


The rose has a note

Reads ‘Love now, Love forever’

And she signed her name


I want to touch her

To comfort her pain

But I don’t


I don’t interact with anyone

I leave them to cry and sulk

As they mourn the loss of someone


Everyone leaves

Except for me

Except for her


I stand near

Both of us looking at the gravestone

And then I remember


On the gravestone

Reads “In Memory of a Beloved

Brother, Son, and Friend”


I suddenly feel dizzy

As I look at my name printed underneath

I was attending my own funeral


I look at her

Then the rose with the note

Realizing what I have done


A way out of pain

Pain of loving someone

The pain thinking she didn’t love me


A mistake

I could’ve sworn was right

Now I’ll miss the pain


I reach out

My hand connects with her cheek

She jumps and looks around


She doesn’t see

I’m right here by her

Clueless and blinded by the truth

© 2010 Ian Faraway


Author's Note

Ian Faraway
Question of the poem: This poem was made more by symbolism than anything else. What is the symbolism to you?

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amazing imagery. I Kinda reminds me of a person comforting another person, through presence.

Posted 8 Years Ago


o wow that defintly suprised me, and such good imagery, wow. very very good poem one of my favorites.. i like this alot.

Posted 8 Years Ago



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