The Clock is Ticking

Terminal.

A word that changes everything.
The words 'might', 'could' and 'there is a possibility' no longer apply and is replaced with 'will'.

I Will Die.

It takes away the feeling of hope and chance because of regardless of what happens in between my end result will always be the same. I have time, it's not nothing but it isn't great because in theory no one ever wants to leave all that they love behind, nor do they want a clock put on their time left. But I'm sitting here listening the clock incessantly ticking, thinking :

"where the fuck do we go from here?"