Fool's Gold

Heartbreak. Despair. Isolation. I'm sitting here surrounded by white. White walls, white roof, white furniture. A puddle of tears is forming on the floor beneath me. How did this happen? It feels as though a rock is inside my stomach and every second it's just getting heavier. God, oh god I wish that I could turn back time. After what has happened the past couple of months I don't know what's going to happen next.