Lovely, Gruesome, and All of the Above

Iridescent fairies whispered to her

They sprinkled glitter over her turning her into something new

But she grew tired of the sparkling lifestyle 

Shattered glass became her best friend

Red wine spilled from her veins smelling sweet and aged

The fairies dances around her bleeding body

Their tears rained down around her

Nothing could save her

Her body became translucent 

And the fairies faded  

Reviews

[wkbooker]

I like your imagery, but your word choice doesn't really bring out the feeling of the poem. When you write poetry you must find the perfect word because you have a lot less to work with.