An Ode to Id and Hard Cider

First impression is that this is very heavy handed.  The metaphor is quite good, but there's some pretty full-on angst here and I think you need to lighten it up a little more, give it some ironic edges, and remove lines like "there is nothing in me" because they're just cliches. 

There's something here but it's got to have one of those purges you're talking about.