Depressions

Depressions in the paper all of ,are lined with ink this liquid I do savior love, purpose and time to think Depressions in my fingers made by the writing tool memories do linger learning without the learning school Depressions in the back of my head made by my sleepless night everything I love is in this bed praying to God I do things right Depressions on the wall where I missed the head of the nail hoping this time the fixture won't fall even after the fail Where we've been and where we've went where is sit ,depressions will fit To tell what happened the marks from before To show whats no longer there anymore...