Every night it tries to snare me into its traps.
"It" is a well-known villain and I should stay away.
I lock the house and stay on guard, trying not to let myself fall into the trap that turns minds to mush and bodies to replicas of the Pillsbury Dough Boy.
I know it's bad for me. It sucks up my energy and my time. I know I should stay away. I try, but I don't always succeed.
In fact, to be honest, I fail far more times than I succeed.