Obliterated.

Into the ocean, end it all.

Look at the stars above you.
They survived here without you.
They shined over you when you were born.
You seem them as you drive, up in the sky.
They will shine over your funeral.
And continue the cycle.
The infinity of the star outweighs any accomplishment of human doing.
It will be here when we have burned this planet into oblivion.