Free

[billy]

I drink my weight in empty dreams;
fed by a feeble fantasy
that life is still as sweet and full
as when your heart belonged to me:
when all my hopes were wrapped in you
before you chose to be set free.

ICSoria
©2011

a few good things going on. the insinuation of drinking to forget in the 1st line, yet the ambiguity can lead in a different direction, such as a metaphor for daydreaming about her/him still being with you.
it feels a little weak and lacks any solid imagery but it still works for me. jmo
thanks for the read.