Set Fire To Your Dreams

On top, down low.
I'm stuck, you know.
Breathe in,
Inspiration.
Throw out,
The core.

Beat down, stay up.
Empty, your cup.
Roll over,
Your idols.
Use them up,
Exhale.

Play out, let in.
Get drunk, then sin.
Set fire,
To your dreams.
Reverse your speech,
Then win.

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I don't usually add notes in a poem, but I would like to specify that this is a spoken-word piece I am doing for the debut album of my band, The Bakermen. For this reason, it may be a bit odd for those expecting a standard poem.

Thanks,
Ares.