Having the knowledge that my future is 'terminal' and I am actively dying can BE a literal end to living, if you allow it.

Life around me continues to move forward I watch people and friends and acquaintances less tolerate looking at my demise,

And I remain planted, but completely unsettled,

knowing that if one physician would change his or her perspective on my diagnosis

I would move forward and uproot and still appear worthy of an investment to others.

Now, I am seen as a calculated risk, a reminder of what all people try to ignore,

their own mortality.

I live knowing this is my new reality .