Ray's poem is about being alone at night and wishing for connection. The speaker sits in a quiet, empty space with no messages to write, no noises outside, and no one walking past. "I have what I've got" sounds like a shrug, as if the speaker is making peace with having very little.
The odd detail is the "unknown eyes staring right at me." Later the speaker says "no real eyes are looking through me," so the watchers seem imagined, or at least not the kind of company the speaker wants. The speaker longs to hug someone and to feel another person nearby, but nobody is there. The line "I see nothing and everything, I feel everything and nothing" captures a numb, overwhelmed state where emotions cancel each other out.
The mood is hushed, heavy, and a little resigned. By the end, the speaker doesn't want to sleep and drifts back into "the world of my own," which suggests that retreating into the mind has become a familiar habit, comforting and isolating at once.