empty

The execrable stench of those three words spewed out of the destructive crevice that lay on the basement of his face like an acidic vomit,
eating up every last bit of sterile oxygen I could inhale.  
They rose out of his mouth like hot gases chewing at my veins,
paralyzing my muscles, as they grew numb.
I was nothing but dirt at this moment,
polluting the little space where I stood,
the little space meant for someone much more lustrous.
I couldn't have felt any emptier than this.
It wasn't until this moment,
that I felt soul less.