when something jolts you

sometimes you thought,
after 9 years,
it seems like a fleeting memory.

something that you've essentialised,
something you've thought about,
making it into something like a life experience.

you thought you forgot the fear,
you thought you forgot the pain,
you thought you forgot the process.

until it's jolted out of you again.
despite years of telling myself,
nothing last forever,
things are impermanent,
nothing goes to nothing,
that's the truth of life.

yet it doesn't seem provide any comfort,
when the same emotions
that you thought was buried deep within 9 years ago,
was jolted out once more.

seems like no amount of "things are impermanent",
"attachment means sufferings",
will comfort the fear that has resurfaced.