To Hope Not or Have All

To hope not or have all
Profound is the life so enthralled!
Is it thrilling, one’s life so beneficial?
Or abysmally chilling, one’s life so superficial?
To have the dark, not the light.
To think of death, not the life.
To dream of tomorrow,
Yet, always forgetting today.
To weave only sorrow,
Yet, always living in disarray.