A wishing well

Doesn't it feel well?
To wish
In a wishing well
That runs deeper than hell

Doesn't it feel well?
To magnify your hope
Into a pit that dwells
And a pit
That became a misanthrope

Oh, but doesn't it feel swell?
To have your money
Run through its stones
And rattle your bones
So you FEEL at home?

I'm the well
Wishing well, if you may
I'm the one who listens to
Whatever people say

I help them feel so much better
Better than I'll ever feel
But everytime I meet someone
They take pieces of me
That will never be filled

I only wish for one thing
But I won't be selfish
As a wishing well
I will wish for something
Less hellish

I'm only a hole, afterall
I have nothing else to give
But people continuously
Make wishes
And I tiredly say, "I will"

So as my one wish
My last percentage of hope
I wish for more people
Who feel the same as
This hole....