You get ahold of a bunch of Chloroform. You have never used this substance before. You pour some onto a rag and inhale the sweet gas. A peaceful oblivion. You do lots of lots of it. You feel tired and wasted. You cannot perform and that night's show is canceled. You drink into horrible sad dreams where an old now dead girlfriend tells you that you must kill yourself. While not in a haze you are crying. You take a couple bottles of sleeping pills mixed with a big bottle of Jack Daniels and this takes you out of this world.
The End.