Clive Davis Predicted Horrific Whitney Houston Death: Details!

Warning: this is hella disturbing. 

It doesn’t really get much more disturbing than this. 

Clive Davis, legendary music producer, released a letter he wrote to Whitney Houston in the years leading up to her death, and “heartbreaking” isn’t even putting it lightly. 

In his new book The Soundtrack of My Life, Davis detailed a time where Whitney’s mere drugged-out appearance brought tears to his eyes. 

“Dearest Whitney, when I saw you Friday night at the Michael Jackson concert, I gasped,” he wrote. 

“When I got home, I cried.” 

“My dear, dear Whitney, the time has come,” he said. 

Clive, who discovered Whitney when she was just a teen, was moved by her downward descent into drug addiction. 

“I join your mother in pleading with you to face up to the truth now,” he wrote.

“Right now, and there is no more time or postponement.” 

“You need help and it must begin now,” he pleaded. 

“I will stand by you with love and caring to see you through it to newfound peace and happiness in every way as a woman, as a mother, [and] as a role model to inspire the rest of the world.” 

He finished off the letter, “Love, Clive.” 

Whitney Houston died in 2012 after a cocaine-induced heartattack, leaving behind a daughter who would shortly die an eerily similar death.

Prior to her death, Houston was unable to perform at her own concerts. 

During a 2010 concert stop, Whitney was said to “cough and wheeze her way” through an “I Will Always Love You” rendition. 

“She don’t want to come, my soprano friend,” Houston admitted about the performance. 

“Sometimes the old girl sings, but not tonight.” 

“I want to do it, but she doesn’t want to,” she sadly concluded. 

More sinister allegations emerged beyond poor health – Whitney was said to be snorting cocaine later in 2010. 

A source told In Touch Weekly, “I saw her pull a plastic bag out, put a folded bill to her nose, and discreetly snort a line from it of what … certainly looked like cocaine.”

“She [was] extremely thin and [looked] like a disaster.” 

“She [was] a hot mess,” they revealed. 

RIP, Whitney.  

We sure wish you would have heeded Clive Davis’ letter.