5,000 Miles

There is this third eye blind song I have always loved where the lyrics say "...and I have never been so alone, and I have never been so alive." It's titled Motorcycle Drive By. I still cant really make out the title relation to the lyrics, but I suppose I don't have to.

It's lonely here. 5,000 miles separate me and the closest person who shares my bloodline and I'm drip feeding affection for them through a 6inch screen, longing for attention like morphine. How are you bro....Ash, don't fall in love again too quick - he's just a boy. Kate, wear you mask as you muster up the strength to save another life. Dad - pops is still there, keep your head up, quarantine and let the whiskey sing. Charlie, heal your leg, 75 never looked so good. Michelle, keep the state strong as you, keep your family stronger. And Mom, sorry for the last time we were together...Im trying to be a better man.

As the seconds chase the minutes, tik tok applications make me ill. I try to fight the feeling but the liquor wont keep me still. Sober enough to feel, but drunk enough to not - it's a monotonous battle against the clock and its automatic. There is no battery; as long as the world spins the hands turns round and round. Another day, another dollar, another night with my hands around the collar of a love I cannot stop to miss.

You did this mate. You moved across the country to find a job that paid you well. As the money made the man you said, they'll look up at you so proud. So you kept your head on straight kept plowing to the top, but its lonely in that atmosphere and still you cannot stop. You ran through women like the lottery, never cashing in a check. Just playing for the win, when the odds were already set. Congrats my friend, for you have lost another day in a row. But you're rich so play again, and let money dissipate slow.

If I could call upon a friend many days ago I'd ask him to abide. Take my hand sit by my side or just go for a ride. Look at the images of fancy things, Prada dressed in McQueen lace, but steady mate, hold your pace....

These things you seek are few and far between but the love you pass is vast. Breath, look, feel and taste - this life is not a race. There's people that will love you, and theres friends that will surely pass. But be a better man this year, that's all that I can ask. As you actions hurt not one nor two, but the masses alas...And you my friend have love in your veins....now please put on this mask.