Atonement Of The Fallen Poem by Dorukhan Baris Oguzcan

Once I walked in shadows deep, A nameless weight my soul did keep. Sin carved its mark, fierce and wild, No mercy left for the errant child.

The echoes of my failure burned, A lesson harsh that fate had turned. Yet mercy lingers in unseen light, Even for those lost in the night.

I kneel before the silent stars, Confessing wounds and wretched scars. Let time not scorn, nor judgment reign, But cleanse this heart of crimson stain.

If grace can find the shattered soul, If love still mends what shame controls, Then in this ash, let mercy rise, And lift me whole to clearer skies.