Miss Iscariot : Writing

Christmas Casualty

Christmas Casualty

A Poem by Miss Iscariot


A poem I wrote when I was 12...
I Smiled

I Smiled

A Poem by Miss Iscariot


A poem i wrote in my dark moments battling with depression. It's about not fitting in.
Controlling, Demanding

Controlling, Demanding

A Poem by Miss Iscariot


In memory of Michigan Carlyle. The one person who taught me suicide isn't for cowards.
It's been a long time coming.

It's been a long time coming.

A Poem by Miss Iscariot


A poem I wrote about my mothers efforts when I was younger to raise me as a Christian.
Mementos

Mementos

A Poem by Miss Iscariot


Uncompleted, but leaving as is for the time being.
Shooting Spirits, Drowning Dreams

Shooting Spirits, Drowning Dreams

A Poem by Miss Iscariot


Just another stream of conciousness..
Dancing The Tyburn Jig

Dancing The Tyburn Jig

A Poem by Miss Iscariot


'When being hung they would only have a few inches of drop at most and thus many of them would writhe in convulsive agony for some moments, their legs..