How will it happen?

How will it happen?
I ask again and again
Waiting for an answer
While holding my breathe
Will i bleed out
From the slits in my wrist
Or will my stomach explode from an toxic death
Or perhaps from a rope that is strung upon my neck
Tell me devil friend
How will it happen?
Then more thoughts come into my head.
Maybe it will be my head below the water
that is my untimely death
or perhaps a fire upon my skin
How will i come to be six feet under
To rot in the grave
How will it happen?
Please tell me devil friend