Survivor

I don't think your poem jives with the idea of a survivor, more like a daredevil as I read it. You run right over some cliched phrases as well, (burned rubber, adrenaline high, to dare or to die) and you switch them up a bit, but not enough to give them an original enough meaning. I still end up skipping the phrases when I read it. Also your "sky/life" rhyme doesn't work and the line isn't good enough to justify the non-rhyme.

On the plus side I do like several of the images here, the best being "Surf down the wind" and "revolution of dreams" and I like the invocation of Icarus. I think lines 2,4,6, and 7 need the most work. Not wholsale changes, but just a tightening and focusing of your imagery. Right now I don't have a clear picture of exactly what you are writing about.

Just one guys opinion.