Clear, Red Puddle

You hear that?  
That dripping sound?  
The sound like dripping water?  
You see the puddle?  
The puddle so clear?  
But as you look  
Do you see another  
Another color so deep  
So rich?  
That red color,  
That blood,  
Is what I shed  
As each web  
Stabs its pointy end  
Into my flesh  
Winding pain  
Into my heart  
Like a poison dart  
As it shreds  
All away  
To nothing.