Mad Genius's Folly

He strove to be an abomination, the bold Scorn of Affection and Passion. Yearning to be free of humanity’s struggle to empathize, and to appease those who hold onto ties with a tight grip, attempt to cherish their relationship with God, or another. He froze his heart so icy cold, no flame could hope to start. Never to taste the tender inner soul of love that doggedly passed self-control desperately clutched by a lonely man puzzling only on logic’s bloom which can bamboozle the most quick witted of mind, yet leave aching hunger of the worst kind.