There’s nothing in the tank.
I’m out.
I’ve nothing left to give.
I don’t have in me anymore
so I’m in no position to share with you.

I’m sorry.
I wish it were different.
I wish I could offer you something better
than this paltry thing before you.
I wish I had more to offer.

But it’s gone.
I have no more resources.
I’m poor
and can pour no more.
I’m out.