Mind Thief

It was in my failings that I found my peace
that's what I keep telling myself to put my thoughts at ease
as I effectively efface them with another round of stout
 
sorrow you are a mind thief  
listless in a quest for common ground
 
I've heard the whispers in every hurtful sound
but the tone, that tone
it was deafening
and I tuned you out

I turned you out
 
but why is it me who wallows
when you have done the wrong
 
barkeep, another round
in solitude I hold hands with the silence
soon there'll be no sound