These ashes

I attempted to burn the darker side of me today.

All the sadness,
all the desires,
all the anger,
and the emptiness.

And even something that I can't now remember.

I attached them to a worldly thing, ignited it,
and watched as a being of pure energy licked it up.
It died afterwards.

Only the ashes remain.

Always the ashes remain.

And if these ashes remain...

Does it mean it's never truly gone?