Ghosts

It's the middle of the night when they come through the windows. The silent souls of those who came before us. They come to watch over those who need protecting. Those of us who need a little extra help getting through the night and day. Those of us who have faith but need a little help. The lingering souls looking for a home find comfort in watching us sleep and knowing that we are safe under their careful watch. Although not all of them are here for protection. Some of them are here to find an empty vessel to reside in. They come to pray on those who have lost hope, the soul less. Those of us who can't see any reason to keep going. And so the weak succumb to evil and the strong are protected. However it seems a bit backwards to me. If those who have lost hope are the most in need of protection then why are they left to the wind? Shouldn't the strong defend the weak? Maybe I'm just confused, it doesn't really matter anymore though. I died trying to save myself from the Dark. The ones that come in the middle of the night to take your soul and leave you all alone in a deep despair that will never go away.