Oh, easy one.

200 mile wide asteroid, direct impact, near the speed of light.



I'm taking you all with me. 👿

sitting in the sand, looking at the ocean, on a clear day I'll be able to see the North Shore mountains...

Very quickly. 😄

Quick. No deathbed.

Now... and at the Hour of my Death

and cast my shadow on this ground.

Where my shadow falls
I have been here before
I know these rocks, this dust
that withered tree.
I have felt this sun
now
there will I fall
at the hour of my death,
and my blood will stain the sand.

I pass this way often.
That tree
will mark my passing,
these rocks my gravestones,
and my bones a bleached memorial.

Where my shadow falls
now
my blood will spread,
in the minute of my dying
and the hour of my death.

This is the road I use
between
my life and oblivion.
This is the place
my journey's end.

This is the ditch
where
I will fall to a bullet's
impersonal cruelty,
an insignificant casualty.

This is the time
now
and at the hour of my death
time will end and my blood
will wash away this sand.

With a smile on

In her lap

Alone. Under a tree.

I watched my mother die and I don't want anyone to have to go through that for me.

When I am ready, I just want to go.

While I am sleeping peacefully. (Should I say goodbye now ?)

Carbon Monoxide poisoning

Silently.

Being able to have nothing that my loved ones have to take care of when I'm gone, and to die gently with no pain as I sleep.

Now... and at the Hour of my Death

I have been here before
I know these rocks, this dust
that withered tree.
I have felt this sun
and cast my shadow on this ground.

Where my shadow falls
now
there will I fall
at the hour of my death,
and my blood will stain the sand.

I pass this way often.
That tree
will mark my passing,
these rocks my gravestones,
and my bones a bleached memorial.

Where my shadow falls
now
my blood will spread,
in the minute of my dying
and the hour of my death.

This is the road I use
between
my life and oblivion.
This is the place
my journey's end.

This is the ditch
where
I will fall to a bullet's
impersonal cruelty,
an insignificant casualty.

This is the time
now
and at the hour of my death
time will end and my blood
will wash away this sand.

In a blazing glory😁 reality tho I'll probably choke on my spit in my sleep😥

In my sleep

I haven't really thought about that i don't really care how i go death is death no matter what's the cause.