Shading Greyscale

I remember in dissonant shades

Every good and bad thing

Of which my life was made

Then concocting reason for madness

I place my blame

And find my sadness

Outside this skin and bone-wrought sculpture

Every thought is sin

Every friend a vulture

'Twas you convinced this villain that

There's more to my head

Than a villain's hat

Yet memory serves not to boast

As time condemns

Fading flower's ghost

Then tipping hats and costume quests

And secret caves

Would diminish less