Mysterys Solved Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

With all the shades of truth absorbed does it become black and white?
A settlement with ones own agenda, does the agenda succeed?
A proceed of honesty, does this create enough hope?
At a loss of words, will I choke?
Is it so easy to accept what you don't understand?
In every action lies a question to be followed
Like two peas in a pod beware
With a love I over analyse and write
While some become fiction
Other are very real
But I will not point you in the right direction
For mysteries must be solved on ones own accord