tears of inspiration. White lightning. and the mad hatter's

I must occasionally I lay waste to the old me. I shaved my head but I ain't no skinhead. I'm a cripple clown. crowned miracle very lyrical. but known not the back down. I know what you're thinking. especially when I've been drinking. is this the same Maniac mad hatter. that just keeps singing and singing. screaming mad hatter family. you bet your ass it is.. now never would a crippled clown . shed a tear. without a little bit of fear. from heartbreaks to broken bones. these gestures of my mind's poems. relics to behold. every word each thought our moments of my life. memories I share. inspired with love so she may not know if only . her love help to guide me through the darkest days of my life. her inspiration is in my every word. it's going to take a lifetime to get over losing something so great. it's going to take death to break us apart. this old mad hatter don't wake up the same as most. pain and suffering the losses I've endured. I've seen commitment. growth and cooperation. kindness gifts and surprises .. my brother hatters have suffered and endured more than the masse. my heart is warmed only by her love family and the brotherhood. there is a part of me I've never known until now. it seems I have inspired my fellow hatters, to truly make music that matters. pitching in helping out lending a hand even protecting each other. so my tears go into more than I realize with each day I learn to love. companionship understanding discipline. to learn to deal with the loss that there is no chance to change.to take care of yourself to feel empathy. I'm a clip of clown I get up slow but my tears are heavy they do not fall easily at my feet they never will. may my tears fall as hearts of love with the beauty of life and all it shares with us. mad hatter's..... White lightning.... Daddy loves you Isabella. always have and always will. rip.