watery veins

I step in the pond, with a halo above my head
And even though I couldn't swim, I saw palms that bled.
Oh alas, please suck these bloodlines and clear the water,
For red oceans contaminate our eyes and not let them shine.

Then the droplets came to motion, in a line.
Well I sat down, take a breath and watch again.
But as I touch the ground, I can clearly see my veins.
They're rolling out of my skins, rolling out again.