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Catherine Madura Poem
Deep in my soul
Pain no one knows
Bullet through my soul
Hole that won't close
Studio light on, but I'm in the dark
Microphone cold like the beat in my heart
They say speak your truth, but
they don't wanna hear
Anger boiling over, but the tears
just won't clear
Confused by the noise in my
tangled mind
Disappointed in the love that left
me behind
Doubtful if I'll ever find my way
back home
Fearful that this pain is where I'll
always roam.
I cry down deep in my soul
Where nobody knows how it
feels to be in pain
I cry down deep in my soul
It feels like a bullet went through
my soul
I cry down deep in my soul
Where the bullet left a hole in my
soul
I cry down deep in my
Joyful moments now just a
distant dream
Sadness creeps in like a silent
scream
Studio booth echoes with my
broken rhyme
Trying to find the words but I'm
running out of time
Angry at the world for the cards
I've been dealt
Confused why the ones I loved
chose to melt
Disappointed in the promises
that turned to dust
Doubtful if I'll ever learn to trust
I cry down deep in my soul
Where nobody knows how it
feels to be in pain
I cry down deep in my soul
It feels like a bullet went through my
soul
I cry down deep in my
Female voice cracks as the beat
drops low
Studio walls hear the pain I can't
show
Angry, confused disappointed all
at one
Fearful, joyful sad in a tangled
trance
Bullet hole in my soul won't let
me breathe
Nobody knows the battle
underneath
I cry down deep in my soul
Where nobody knows how it
feels to be in pain
I cry down deep in my soul
It feels like a bullet went through
my soul
I cry down deep in my soul
Where the bullet left a hole in my
soul
I cry down deep in my
Deep in my soul
Pain no one knows
Bullet through my soul
Hole that won't close
Copyright © Catherine Madura | Year Posted 2026
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Catherine Madura Poem
Studio light burn bright
But my heart's in the dark
Mic in hand voice shaking
What's the point of this art
They say I don't belong here
Rap's not for girls like me
They judge my words before I
speak
Misunderstood constantly
Treated badly day by day
Comments cut like a knife
They talk behind my back
Saying i'm not worth the mic
Angry at the world that won't see
me
Confused why they can't just let
me be
Doubtful if I'll ever find my way
Hopeless like the studio's gone
dark
Sad like my voice is just a spark
But deep inside a warm light still
glows
I'll keep rapping even if nobody
knows
They say my flow is too soft
My lyrics aren't hard enough
But they don't see the pain I hide
The struggles that make me
tough
In this studio I pour my soul
But they just see a girl
Who doesn't fit their narrow mind
In their hiphop world
Angry at the world that won't see
me
Confused why they can't just let
me be
Disappointed in the ones who
turned away
Doubtful if I'll ever find my way
Hopeless like the studio's gone
dark
Sad like my voice is just a spark
But deep inside a warm light still
glows
I'll keep rapping even if nobody
knows
Maybe one day they"ll
understand
That rap's not about gender or
the band
It's about the truth the fire inside
The words that comes from the
heart and mind
I'm not giving up I'm standing
strong
In this studio where I belong
Warmth in my chest pushing me
on
M?y voice will be heard before too
long
Studio lights still burning bight
Now my heart's staring to ignite
Mic in hand voice steady
This is my time to be ready.
Copyright © Catherine Madura | Year Posted 2026
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Catherine Madura Poem
They say my name is these same four
walls
Every hallway
every doorway
Got a story to recall
Whispers running through my kitchen air
At my table
In my chair
Like they bought the right to stare
You can talk about me
Til the paint comes off these walls
You can pull at my mind
Try to Watch spirit fall
But I'm still standing tall
yeah
I'm still standing tall
Cause I'm holding on to God
I'm holding on through it all
They drew circles round my fragile doubt
Picked my thought up
Turned em out
Tried to make me something hollow
Full of doubt
Every rumor like a sharpened stone
Threw it at me
Hit My home
But this house is built on truth
Not on their tone
You can talk about me
Til the paint comes off these walls
You can pull at my mind
Try to watch my spirit fall
But I'm still standing tall
Yeah
I'm still standing tall
Cause I'm holding on to God
I'm holding on through it all
From my thinking to my chest
To the deep place i don't show
They were reaching for my rest
For the roots beneath my hope
But every blow just Drives Me deeper
When they speak my name in anger
He reminds me who I am
You can talk about me
Til the paint comes off these walls
You can pull at my mind
Try to watch my spirit fall
But I'm still standing tall
Oh
I'm still standing tall (still standing)
Cause I'm holding on to God
I'm holding on through it all
Say my name
But it Won't shake me (won't shake me)
I'm not moving from this floor
Cause the One who lives within me
Speaks a better words than yours.
Copyright © Catherine Madura | Year Posted 2026
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