100 Dollars

Am having a bad day,
woke up on a blocked way.
Lost my job six months ago,
pure in heart and no ego.
Today my landlord locked me out
Planning on sleeping out.
Just because of a hundred dollars
Am turned into a begger
what has this life turned me into?
what has life turned into?
Walking down this road
this lane that will lead me home.

Broken heart
empty pockets.
Am drowning in my own space
taking my last breath
with a lost letter
note of my suicide I think.
Goodbye
this are my last words. .