The 27 Club, Part Iv

...If felt like the whole of his foundation had collapsed, and not many people can recover from that, first he turned to his music, so he’d not have to think, when that wasn’t enough he grew more fond of the drink. It got to the point that Jack started to realize that behind shallow pleasures he could no longer hide. But the pain of changing he could endure no more, one day his manager found him cold on the floor, his chest they compressed, his heart just wouldn’t just-start, there was no fight left in him, no will for the art. People just clucked,”He joined the Twenty-Seven Club. Oh, why can’t the young talent stay clear of the drugs?”