How would you choose to die?

How would you choose to die?
A simple good-bye?
Or a  day of celebrations?
Or an year for preparations?
With families, friends?
Or with enemies at their end?
Still bitter at heart, vengeance in your blood?
Or is it machine drained, misery dried?
Or the pain washed it away?
Or are you waiting for the worms, or the fire to burn it away?
Do you feel regret,
Or is it forgotten because of the darkness ahead?
Would you seek forgiveness,
Or would you still reason until the end?
You may live on for now, not give this thought another eye,
But does your life not depends on how you choose to die?