Lost Spirit Poem by Amber Carreon

This weight on my chest feels heavy, its hard to lift.
This feeling of anxiety causes a rift
Between my mind and its happiness.

I take a breath but I feel no air.
This feeling inside me is so hard to bear.

How i wish for a balloon to be blown up in my lungs,
To let my chest float above the waters that i so desperately which to rest on top of.

How is it possible to feel so empty, yet so full of a thick gloom that is crowding out my spirit.
Where is it?