Pitcher plants, carnivorous flora that despite its outward beauty, has a hidden homicidal nature. They tempt their prey with sweet nectar, only to drown them in that loveliness and consume them.
Like these man-eaters, there are people in our lives, pulling us in with their saccharine words, their sweet but deadly nature. Devouring us when we least expect it. Try as we might, fight as we might, we cannot disentangle ourselves from their embrace.
The only way to survive is to recognize them for what they are – dangerous, all-consuming, toxic. We can admire them from afar, but cannot allow them to entrapped us in their drama.