"He" (Title wavering)

No one ever knows exactly what I'm feeling.
I keep it all to myself.
I don't want to worry them,
Nor do I want their pity.

But there is one I can turn to.
Every night he is with me,
Surrounding me,
Loving me endlessly.

He alone can comfort me when I cry.
Only he knows my fears.
Only he knows what upsets me,
And what angers me.

No judging do I get from him,
Because he cannot speak.
The silence is comforting to me
When he says nothing.

So to him I cry to,
And to him I beg to.
In return I get nothing,
Nothing but wordless compassion.

He holds me in his grasp.
He is there, yet he is not.
He is the one I turn to,
Because he is Nothing.

He is nothing but Darkness.

if it weren't for the end line, then someone might think you are talking about god almost.

this one i like the most from you... maybe because it somewhat fits me too