Nope..

As soon as you go to stab he plant, two of it's tendrils snap to your wrists, stopping the tip of your blade just short. You cry out in dismay as the maw moves up sharply, headbutting you into the air slightly before it opens wide, letting you drop onto the petals that make up it's mouth. You land softly, at least, getting a brief chance to try and stand before the plant snaps shut around you, leaving your wrists and hands exposed and held over your head uncomfortably, your sword still firmly in your grip.

The lighting in the plant is horrible, not that you expected any better.. The thin walls do allow dim light in, making everything glow a faint pink, it'd look pretty, if you weren't literally in it's mouth right now. The plant tightens it's grip around you slowly, the walls pressing in around your sides and conforming to your shape slightly, pulsing every half second as it squeezes at you, prompting you to struggle.

The movement only makes the plant work faster, slowly burrowing it's way back into the ground with you in it! Your hands are still outside of it's mouth, flailing desperately to swing your sword about.. It's really your last hope in this situation, that if you can pull your sword in with you, you can maybe do some damage.. You start frantically pulling down on your arms, trying to pry the maw open enough to let you bring your sword in