Surrealistic life

Surreal life.

It's surreal, everything is, everything that I gaze upon it's unreal, surreal it's twisted and sick. When I walk the street of our beautiful valley park it seems surreal to me.

The trees that I see their shape and many forms they cast their reflected shadow on the street, I see it like nobody else, it freaks me out.

The material that I am walking on the material that I wear to hold my warmth, the material the world is made of, what where how why? It's all too surreal for me sick and twisted for my mind to see.

Help! It's like I am wandering around in one of my dreams, like I see this parallel world to the one I walk, I keep on a notice on every little detail when I walk around its too freaky and surreal for me, unreal and spooky for my mind to see.

Is this a dream my mind have seen or illusions from my mind?