Dying broke is not something that someone like you would typically aspire to.
When one says “dying broke,” it conjures up a picture of a destitute, lonely person dying alone in a cheap motel room or single-room occupancy among strangers. Perhaps dying in a crappy, State-run nursing home facility among recently paroled health aides who rob you blind and abuse you while you live there, and then rifle through your paltry possessions upon your passing.
Whatever images the phrase “dying broke” conjures up, they are generally not good ones.