Where Am I?

My eyes are wide open but still i can't see,
I cannot move or speak, what is happening to me.
It seems i am in darkness, with thin slits of light,
I want to get out, i seemed to have lost my might.

I can hear murmurs in the background, far away but not,
I hope they discover me here, i am sick of this rot,
Then i hear music, a couple of songs that i know,
Familiar voices make speeches, in succession, in flow.

I hear things above me, then all of a sudden i have sight,
The door is opened up, but i cannot squint in the light,
A strange sense falls over my body, an indescribable feeling,
As soon as my eyes are focused, i am looking up at the ceiling.

All my friends take turns, touch my hand, some do cry,
Relatives and long lost buddies appear then they sigh,
My closest family kiss my forehead and whisper loving things,
It is an overwhelming feeling, and the sadness it all brings.

Then it all dawns on me, as eight people gather around,
And judging by the height of this box, i am elevated off the ground,
The lid is closed again, now i am back here in the black,
I want to yell and say i am here, tell them that i am back.

This is the last straw, i accept what has happened to me,
My soul tries its hardest, to bust out of here, to see,
Then all of a sudden i am at peace, a tremendous calm feeling,
As i look down at my coffin, from my floating perch near the ceiling.

I am sad that i am no longer here, but so glad that i am free,
I am also glad that so many people came and so many have loved me,
I'll watch over my family and my friends forever,
And won't let anything bad happen to them, no not ever.