A fathead > me?

The feeling of uneasy,

Fading of my endurance,

The more I cared, the more I felt.
That heart is avenge itself.
The arrogant, the confident perhaps the pompous too, were lapsed.
Lonely and forgotten, never thought you looked my way.
Your cold detached me.
It's bleeding. It's bled.
Can't you even saw it or felt it?

Evil by one hand

Protection by two
Nah, should be protection by none.