Broken people look for help

Different ways

One sought love

From a lover to care

Unconditional

Another sought material

Money makes the man

But does it really?

The third sought substance

“It takes away the pain”

Addicted to the high

The fourth sought love

From a friend not a lover

Someone to live, laugh, and love with

The fifth sought the end

As their last hours dwindled

They forgot what to look for

They all sought something

Tangible. Intangible.

The tangible is short-lived

It doesn’t last long

The money runs out

The supplies run out

The food leaves you eventually

It isn’t the answer

The intangible is long-lived

But not always the best answer

Death is everlasting

Leaving you unfulfilled

Lovers and friends can leave

Sometimes they do stay

But looking only for lovers is unhealthy

So is friends

There’s just less precautions

But do what you want

Choose what you choose

It’s your life

Your material

And your love

It’s all for you