She fed you so much poison.

You were like a record on repeat.

A ballad, not unlike the kind Robert Service wrote about the Yukon Territory in Canada.
It is the story of revenge on the Arctic trails, and of hate that burns in a man’s mind until all else is meaningless.
it is also the story of a woman’s view of being scorned.
Thank you,
Rick Mortimer.

Nothing compares to the wrath of a woman scorned.

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

Sometimes the best way to calm down during argument is to write it out.

Wrath is a deadly sin.

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

We can only give and take so much…

A poem about heart break and betrayal the strength to survive it!