Poppies + Parables Poem by Linda A

I didn't know a moment so calm could become this chaotic.
I never thought our downfall would be narcotics.
How can I be surprised, after so many years?
My hero has long disappeared.
Why does she need some pill?
We all suffer the pain she's trying to kill.
We are all tainted, our anger too easily riled.
She got what she wanted, I never got to be a child.
Any identifiable traits of humanity are gone.
To pain pills I am now a pawn.