The feeding frenzy of my starving soul

The feeding frenzy of my starving soul
Gnawing voraciously at the bones,
The exo-skeletal patchwork
Protecting my own reflection within;
The twin-and-same engaged
In the mirrored act of chewing away at the shell of my Attacking self.
The paradox unseen

Treacherous this deceit to make no choice matter
To have and yet lose yourself, until finally all reasons why Are forgotten
To live through ones own shadow.
Mute and blinded, is to really see
Eclipse the golden mirror and the reflection is
Set free.