Blindly on poem

Some people stumble blindly on, blinkered and scared,
and do not know or wish to know, the root of what is wrong,
and some people do no not listen,
and even when help is given some people will not take help, or advice and they stumble on in denial,
and proceed as if walking in the dark,
and metaphorically they cross their fingers,
and wait for a miracle to come,
and oh, how quickly time flies,
when you ignore your problems,
and you blame others for your problems,
and your suffering continues over and over again,
until you find yourself far too quickly, at the end of your life,
and with barely any happy memories,
and only memories of a life lived wrong,
and with far too many regrets and filled with misery,
and oh, what a sad life it is,
when you will not acknowledge the root of your problems, and do not listen to others, who are trying to help,
or you fail to understand them,
and you blame others for everything that has gone wrong,
and you in bitterness find yourself at deaths door,
and with tears of regret, and an unhappy heart,
headed for the Earth and a burial in the soil,
back where you have come from,
and having learnt barely anything at all,
and sadly, having lived a miserable and unhappy life and not one filled with joy and fun.

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