The final battle

I'm trying to discribe what Harry Potter felt when he was fighting Voldermort (he dies in the poem I stopped there)

This is it harry you have lived long enough to see your self die. You hear the crunch of pine needles under your feet and you know this is the end Harry. Harry Potter, the boy who lived... Doesn't mean much now now that your going to die... You, Harry Potter come face to face with him, Voldermort. Not even needing to raise a wand you know you don't stand a chance. Voldermort raises the Elder wand says AVADA KADBRA and without blinking, you depart from this world, and join the loved ones in heaven...